6 months repatriated
It is hard to fathom that six months has passed since we left London. Sometimes, it just feels like a dream that we were even there. What do I miss? I miss the accents, the closeness of our neighbours and being able to walk outside and see Saul standing on his slide just waiting for someone to come out so he could have a chat. I miss walking to kids to school and seeing friends at the school gates and quiz nights and girls nights out. I miss walking into Wimbledon to do my shopping and exploring cool book shops with Amber. I miss walking Archie to Garfield Park and seeing old and new dog friends and watching him run around in circles. I miss taking the tube and train into Central London to walk around and see building that are older than our country. I miss the diversity of hearing people speaking all different languages all around me. I miss walks on Wimbledon Common and runs through different parts of Southwest London and even ove...