by Exmoor1 | Jun 30, 2021 | Anglophiles, Blog Post, British humor, British humour, Expatriots, expats, Humor, Humour, relocation, repatriation, search for home, writer, writing
Tomorrow I age by a day. Just like any other day. Except tomorrow I also age by a decade, a staggering mental concept that sees all of us on the cusp of a new decade do one of two things: Tear out our hair at all the opportunities missed and the shortness of time...
by Exmoor1 | Apr 29, 2021 | Anglophiles, Blog Post, British, British humor, British humour, British in the USA, citizenship, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, hiraeth, Homesickness, Humor, Humour, immigrants, immigration, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Transatlantic, Travel
I’m archaic enough to still find the ability to communicate simultaneously and instantaneously with people on every continent somewhat of a miracle. When someone in Australia or Bangladesh comments on my social media post five seconds after I posted it, it still...
by Exmoor1 | Mar 26, 2021 | Anglophiles, Blog Post, British, British humor, British humour, citizenship, Living abroad, relocation, solo travel, Travel
As the United Kingdom begins the countdown to loosening lockdown restrictions, all eyes turn to the sky. Or the train tracks. Or the road. We’re chomping at the bit to get out of our houses, towns, countries after three months of this third confinement. But with new...
by Exmoor1 | Feb 28, 2021 | Blog Post
Watson strikes a pose on Exmoor Any parent will tell you, if the kids are happy, you’re happy. Well, for the most part. If drawing with permanent marker on the walls makes your child happy, you’re not happy. Eating an entire box of dry pancake mix or inviting college...
by Exmoor1 | Jan 29, 2021 | Anglophiles, Blog Post, British humor, British humour, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, hiraeth, Homesickness, Humor, Humour, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Travel, writer, writing
New Year’s Eve. We all held our breath for Big Ben to strike midnight over the empty streets of London, like waiting for the starter pistol in a race to a free brunch buffet. We waited for the ball to drop high above deserted Time Square, the last ping pong ball in...
by Exmoor1 | Nov 29, 2020 | Anglophiles, Blog Post, British, British humor, British humour, British in the USA, Exmoor, Expatriots, expats, Homesickness, Humor, Humour, immigrants, immigration, Living abroad, relocation, repatriation, search for home, Transatlantic, Travel
Remember, remember the fifth of November, Gunpower treason and plot. We see no reason, Why gunpowder treason, Should ever be forgot. The Fifth of November, aka Guy Fawkes Night, was one of my favourite childhood celebrations, if ‘celebration’ is the right word for...
