Coming Home to London After the quiet and calm of our little hill in Gumusluk, it’s been quite a jolt to find ourselves in the middle of the hustle and bustle of London again. The capital is my old stomping ground, and I always get a sense of “coming home” each time I throw myself …
Category Archive: UK
A sunny spring day was the ideal time to visit the Queen’s Estate in Sandringham to tour the house, museum and gardens. It was a North Norfolk day out during my house sitting adventure in the county.
The Bure Valley Railway is Norfolk’s longest fifteen inch gauge line, which runs between the ancient market town of Aylsham and Wroxham. I became an avid train spotting during my daily walks with the dogs during my house sit in Norfolk.
For two months I changed Lanes from California to British countryside for a Norfolk House Sitting Assignment. The local area is steeped in history, and the Old Mill is an iconic local landmark that is a constant reminder of this area’s past.
I’ve put together a home page of all my House Sitting information. This is a good starting point if you want to see all of my House Sitting content in one place, and includes articles about our different house sitting assignments, as well as some House Sitting 101 information.
Excerpt from my Author Interview at Blog Expat: I survived the Moonies, and vowed to myself I’d return to the States one day. Back home, I met and fell in love with London, and enjoyed a long, fruitful and gloriously eventful relationship with that fabulous city.
How much UK State Pension are you eligible for? Find out how to get your pension statement from the government to get an estimation of what your National Insurance Contributions will cover you for. Did you know you can contribute make-up contributions to cover missing years?
Who were the members of Slade? My article about a trip down memory lane with Slade received lots of Twitter momentum so I obviously touched reminiscent nerve. I went in search of another slice of Slade and found these beermat designs (which were done for a Sladefest) created by David Parkins and Carl Flint. I think the …
Slade were a ’70s Glam Rock band which personified the era. If you’re a baby boomer you probably saw them for the first time on the UK’s Top of the Pops, and I just had a trip down memory lane whilst watching Slade’s 1999 documentary.
Wherever I lay my hat I’m from everywhere and nowhere, I don’t call anywhere home. The same year I was born, Marvin Gaye wrote and recorded the song “wherever I lay my hat (that’s my home)” – maybe if hats suited me, I’d feel at home somewhere! Before I became a British expat, I lived in …
According to visitlondon.com “London’s Chinese New Year celebrations are the largest outside Asia. Every year, hundreds of thousands of people descend on the West End to wish each other “Kung Hei Fat Choi” (or Happy New Year).” London 2013: Year of the Snake So with a write-up like that, I was expecting an epic event! …
How many times have you been with friends, and somebody new has joined the group? Favourite stories are recounted; one’s you’d forgotten about rise to the surface like the cream of the crop; and out of the blue, fresh tales are uncovered.
That’s what it felt like when I was devouring Jack Scott’s latest book “Turkey the Raw Guide”.
I yearned for the Good Life, but somehow I’ve morphed into Margo Leadbetter. Shiny car, Corporate Castle. What’s needed is a couple of chickens and a sustainable lifestyle.
Refuel at the Soho Hotel I was only staying in London for 2 days, and one of those was spent sequestered in a meeting room adjacent to the Refuel Restaurant at the Soho Hotel. This cosmopolitan hotel, tucked just off Dean Street, showed no sight of being impacted by the troubled British economy. I arrived …
My entry for the Love round of Photo Roulette was taken in Norfolk, England. This Mute Swan had been diving below the water to feed, and then swimming around with it’s feathers all fluffed up to dry in the sun. As a member of the Lonely Hearts Club, he’s cruising a local river in Norfolk England, looking for a mate.
I always look forward to my London-arrival black cab rides. It’s a great way to ease myself back into the familiarity of my old stomping ground, and to see if I can pass for a local — after all these years in the States. I usually get sussed!
If anyone wonders why women carry so much in their handbags – blame it on Brownies Brainwashing. From day one we’re taught about the importance of filling our pickets with the essentials. Later in life, we evolve from pockets to handbags.