I was sitting in an airport lounge on my way to the South of France with my wife. Over a Pret salad, we realised we were no longer in love…with our home. We bought our house 12 years ago, and it holds fond memories; it’s where we started our family and created our first home. I proposed to my wife among the rubble of our half-built loft; our children took their first steps in our kitchen.We love it, we just weren’t in love with it any more.