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Originally Posted by mobertol
I am always ready to go away at the drop of a hat - would never come back if it were up to me.
Have just returned from 10 days in the UK -arrived in the monsoon and had quite a few days that were grey and it doesn't bother me or get me down. Then, when the sun shines, it's the most beautiful place -love the green and the gardens full of flowers. Have come back to 31°C and the relentless sun of Italy. The Brits coming off the plane with me in Milan were delighted -it's great when you're on your hols and have nothing to do but hard to live with every day. (Moan,moan!)
Like Barrie said -my heart lifts a little every time I return to the UK and I am a little sadder every time I leave. Although I've been here 25 years - still don't think of it as home -just somewhere i live.
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Poor baby
Maybe you would like this:
Home Thoughts, from Abroad, by Robert Browning
Or this even:
The Old Vicarage, Grantchester, by Rupert Brooke
Me ... I'm Canadian. I've been back a few times. But, I'm happy when I see that big maple leaf on the plane that's going to take me back home to the Great White North
