Expat Friends: This time last year you didn’t know me
This time last year I was sat, much as I am now, at my mums house in Derby. Waiting for the call that said we…
View PostThis time last year I was sat, much as I am now, at my mums house in Derby. Waiting for the call that said we…
View PostOn Monday morning, around the breakfast table, my husband silently passed his phone over to me. There was an article open, one which announced the…
View PostThe time is nearly upon us, where I abandon my husband for the summer and head for the cooler climes of the UK. The time…
View PostIn a little over three weeks we will all be boarding a plane back to the UK for the summer. Four days later my husband…
View PostMoving out to the Middle East four years ago I feared the worst. I went in with the mindset that if I hated it, and…
View PostLast week my mum came over to visit and talk turned, as it always does, to the potential of us returning home. I’ve always been…
View PostIt was never in my plans to be an expat. You could go as far as to say it was the furtherst thing from my…
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