When home isn't home anymore, where is home? Reflections from a British immigrant in Europe a year after the Brexit vote.
Perhaps it's because I decided to leave England in the year the Queen celebrated her Diamond Jubilee (although I do keep accidentally referring to it as her Golden, sorry Ma'am) and the year London hosts the Olympic Games, but since I landed in Deutschland I feel as though I have become more patriotic. I will... Continue Reading →
It's been an eventful few weeks of life in Germany since my last post, involving broken elbows (not mine), lost passports (thankfully also not mine) and seeing some beautiful German countryside as my train zooms through it. Last Wednesday I accompanied a friend visiting from the UK to the British Consulate in Dusseldorf in order to... Continue Reading →
It's a rare occasion when, still emerging from your oversized cinema seat, you mentally consider your next viewing of a film moments after you've seen the last of the end credits roll off the screen. But then it's also rare a big, and let's face it, hyped, blockbuster movie comes along to inspire that overwhelming... Continue Reading →
Over the last few months this blog has somewhat been lacking posts and for this I apologise. It is not because I have become slack at blogging. Far from it in fact. For the last few months I have found myself writing, editing and running blogs for others (most notably Anya 17 and Hope City Frankfurt).... Continue Reading →