The other alternative might be a nice little cottage along the shore at Seabrook Beach, NH.
We also drove around Haverhill a bit and had a look at the house my grandfather grew up in. That neck of the woods has very sadly gone down hill -- I'm sure between the city and what ever absentee landlord owns the building now they obviously couldn't care less. How's this for a before and after!
It's nice, though, to see that the house is still a sort of greyish-lavender. Grandma Alice would be very happy in that regard.
And speaking of happy, I can't tell you how happy Malcolm and Charlie are that I'm home. You know I came back expressly to cater to their needs 24/7!