15/02/2026
BEFORE AND AFTER
Our Renovation Journey Began With a Birthday Surprise
Back in 2018, Jan and I were perfectly comfortable in our little two-bedroom bungalow in Ruislip.
The children had long flown the nest, our daughter was settled in Portsmouth, and—with no close
family tying us to the area—she had started gently (and sometimes not so gently!) nudging us to
move closer. We laughed it off at first… but the idea slowly started to take root.
One afternoon, on a whim, I set up a Rightmove alert for East and West Sussex. It felt like the
smallest of steps—until fate intervened. On Jan’s birthday, 7 August 2018, an intriguing new listing
appeared in a place we had never even heard of: Middleton-on-Sea.
Curiosity got the better of us. We jumped in the car and headed south.
The moment we arrived, we both felt it—that “oh, we could live here” feeling. The sea air, the quiet
streets, the gentle charm of the area… it surprised us. The house itself was a definite no, but
Middleton-on-Sea had planted a seed. As we explored further, we discovered its neighbour,
Felpham, and fell in love even more.
We drove home buzzing with excitement. At last, a place we could picture ourselves growing old
in—close enough to family, and close enough to the sea to make every day feel like a holiday.
But finding the right house proved tricky. Nothing on the market sparked that same excitement,
despite registering with every local estate agent we could find.
Then, unexpectedly, another email alert from Rightmove grabbed my attention: “Auction property –
Former West Sussex Autism Centre, Felpham.”
It was large. It was pebble-dashed. It was tired and rather neglected. But it had something
special—potential.
We drove down to see it. The building stood there, slightly forlorn, clearly in need of a lot of love…
and even more work. We drove home uncertain, torn between excitement and fear.
A few days later, we went back. This time, standing in front of it, we both knew. We were going to
bid at the auction.
We set a strict limit, took a deep breath, and stepped into a journey that would change our
retirement forever. And I’ll be honest—my heart was pounding.
To be continued…