Moving to a new home, at least 90 miles in any direction from all friends and family has meant that I have had plenty of time for reading the last few months. I am pretty busy at weekends, usually off visiting folks, but with my daily commute, evenings and lunchbreaks free I've managed to get through a fair bit.
This weekend my sister visited me, and brought my niece with her. It was really very nice to be on the receiving end of a visit for a change, and I loved having them with me. It was their first visit, both to my new home, and to Cambridge, and I miss them very much already.
Having said that, I never get any reading time with visitors around, we spend too much time chatting, exploring the area and cooking. All lovely activities of course, but the one benefit of being alone again is I get back my precious reading time.