Saying goodbye to my house...

I have a bath running, so I have to be quick. The weather is cold and miserable and all a bit January -I'm having a bath to warm my toes. Yesterday was beautiful so went for long walk and up and down and up and down hills - We walked along little roads for two and a half hours, and only met two cars. I'm trying to appreciate my house...in September we're clearing it all out and letting it. I miss it already - I wont ever be able to come home home. No big sofas, no double bed, no pink room, no enormous cooking equipment, no playing music loudly, no home, no room to potter, no base in the beautiful countryside, no escape from London, and no family home. Obviously this means I should automatically get the best room in our Varey replacement house, since I have nowhere else to go! Well, in this country anyway. I know, I know, I'll be spending holidays in Spain, but sleeping on the sofa in a tiny tiny flat - extended time in confined space with parents - is not the same as sleeping in double bed in pink room, and likely to be much more stressful. Anyway, summer plans may be slightly changed - I might try and get a temp job for 2 weeks after exams, in London, and use the money to go to Croatia after we get chucked out. Is anyone coming to? On the cheap, camping somewhere beautiful I hope.
Overflowing bath...no hot water...dammit....
P.S. Just thought I'd add, for high maintainance types (i.e. Ego) I wanna go rustic too - i.e. campsite equals field or space, with tap...or even shower and toliet. No activities please! Anna - you told me about a campsite...