Pretty winter mornings like these, as well as memories of a pint by the river, are I suppose what I'll miss when we've moved. That and living two doors down from a pub!
The new place is modern, and hence warm, with a garage, and I can walk or bike to work, and in the current economy it's the best we can afford, but it still feels like a step backwards, somehow.
Mind you, I will have a view of some hills - something I've always wanted - and woods I can walk in nearby. So I suppose I'll be posting in a few years about how much I'll miss there.