I hope I never return to live in the UK. I live in Moscow now and its not my thing but the UK has gone to the dogs.
I hope I never return to live in the UK. I live in Moscow now and its not my thing but the UK has gone to the dogs.
Have you concidered Brisbane or Perth?
Call me a liar - I kill you!!Not really
Hi Jay, welcome to Brits Abroad. Can I ask how come you are in Moscow, is it through work or did you just fancy a change? Personally at this time in my life I have to agree, I could never see myself back in the UK, well not in the distant future, but then I am happy in Oz, if I had to stay in Melbourne forever then I may have thought different, but love FNQ.
Hi Jay and welcome. I have to second you with not returning. Was so desperate to get out of UK that I initially took a job in Cairobut eventually managed to move to a place I'd only dreamed about for many, many years. In fact I'm trying to think of every excuse under the sun to not return to UK this year for a vacation. Yes, I miss my pops and my beautiful daughter who are back there but once I arrive I just want to say hi, how are you etc. big hugs and then get next flight back out here. Feel so unsettled there when I return.
However, saying that I'm getting itchy feet again - must be the Sagittarius/gipsy in mebut unsure where to hike to next. Any constructive suggestions are highly appreciated
do you go to Birmingham on your visits to the UK by any chance?
Call me a liar - I kill you!!Not really
Errmm yes, that's where my family are. Daresay you're about to submit some derogatory comment about Brum........![]()
Not at all. I have travelled nearly all over UK, stayed in different places and just before I left UK I lived in a lovely little village called Walton in Leicestershire. Had a glorious view from my bedroom window of fields that stretched on for ages and cattle herds would come and say hi to me every evening looking for their daily Ritz biscuits that I used to feed them.
I just used to find UK as a whole a depressing place and the majority of that would be put down to the weather. Every year I used to dread last Saturday in October when the clocks would go back, which finalised end of summer. I suffered really bad with SAD to the extent that I'd have anxiety attacks every day during dark cold mornings and evenings.
I can't remember the last time I saw rain out here and I don't miss it one iota - would much prefer to deal with the brutual summers we have out here than endure the cold and miserable winters of UK.
About 10 years ago I made both my kids promise me that if I was ever on my death bed whilst still in UK that they would ship me off to somewhere hot and then I could die peacefully knowing I'd not given my last breath on UK soil.
In fact whenever I went abroad for holidays I would always be tempted to do a Shirley Valentine.
There are a lot of valid reasons why I didn't make the move overseas earlier.............
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