I seem to be coping with Finding A New Place To Live stress by becoming interested in candy – Harry Potter candy, itty bitty Tootsie Pops from Diablo, gigantic Chupa Chups the size of melons that I didn’t even pretend I was going to buy, small boxes of Japanese candies, and, when everything else has been eaten, tiny chocolate chips meant for baking. I have procured an embarrassing number of those Gap flip-flop-alike slides. And my beloved Bonny Doon has a new web site, and a new wine club. And, The Final Countdown is an excellent thing to sing (or in my case hum because I don’t know the words, are there words?) in the car on the way to many many house viewings.