at home
Thursday, November 10, 2005
After a week and a half I already feel as though I'm home. This may sound strange as I am, of course, home, but last year when we came back for Charlotte and Ben's wedding, I was disturbed to feel, for the whole of the first week, as though I were in a foreign country, and then by the end of the second week we were gone, back to the UK before I had time to settle to it.
This time around, a year on, the UK already seems very distant and I don't feel like a foreigner in my own country. Although I already miss all our British (and Britain-based) mates. And the Beeb. Especially John Humphrys. So saving our very small stash of Yorkshire tea for when the pangs become especially acute.
Righto, I'm off to practice my HRTIs (High Rising Terminal Inflections)?
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