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From a new life in spain, to an old life in britain, 'roaming brit' documents uncertain times!
On 31st January 2016, my partner and I left Southampton to start a new life as Expats in Gran Alacant, on the Costa Blanca. This blog will document our journey, as we navigate the Spanish system, travelling a path untried and untested. With Brexit looming, political turmoil in Europe, and an unpredictable future, harsh decisions must be made. Illness, family bonds, and a Change of heart all make for challenging times in the life of a 'Roaming Brit!'
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I've had a relatively quiet few weeks, even by Australia's standards. After two years living in Perth, I am still getting used to the laid back vibe down under. In the past I would have run back to the bright lights of London in a heart beat, today, I am happy to take it easy and enjoy the fruits of my labour.
​Of course, I still have a connection to Britain; my Father and friends are still there, and I keep in contact as much as I can. I also still have great affection to my birth town of Portsmouth, where I also lived for four years, before moving to Perth.
​My love to this great naval city has been immortalised by local Portsmouth artist, Hannah Marsh, who I commissioned to create a watercolour painting, of a public house, close to my heart. I worked at The Newcome Arms for three years, even during the pandemic, and the love of the place, and the customers I served, was enough for me to have this special memory created. When you live on the other side of the World, it is important to surround yourself with reminders of the past, it makes the transition period so much easier.
​Of course, I still have a connection to Britain; my Father and friends are still there, and I keep in contact as much as I can. I also still have great affection to my birth town of Portsmouth, where I also lived for four years, before moving to Perth.
​My love to this great naval city has been immortalised by local Portsmouth artist, Hannah Marsh, who I commissioned to create a watercolour painting, of a public house, close to my heart. I worked at The Newcome Arms for three years, even during the pandemic, and the love of the place, and the customers I served, was enough for me to have this special memory created. When you live on the other side of the World, it is important to surround yourself with reminders of the past, it makes the transition period so much easier.
I was lucky enough to be able to spend time, with my old colleagues over the last couple of weeks, in the shop where I began my journey in Australia. It was fantastic to catch up with them for a few days, as they prepared for the new opportunities ahead. Returning to my old work place was a genuinely happy experience. I still work within the same parent company, and I am continually impressed by the culture they foster. Not since I worked for Tesco, have I felt more comfortable in a position I love. Like Tesco, they have created a very inclusive environment; this is extremely important for such a large company, and speaks volumes for those who work there. For a gay man like me, feeling accepted is a huge thing, and I am grateful for having a wonderful place to work!
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More memories of home, as I received a Lego set depicting a red London telephone box. A reminder of my childhood right there. As a kid, I remember phoning friends in the telephone box at the end of our street. In a time before mobile phones, this was where I stayed in touch with mates from school. Armed with a pocket full of two pence pieces, I would spend time, chatting away, unaware of a queue forming outside, waiting to do the same. This was also a place where I could smoke a cigarette in peace, and drink a bottle of coke from the local shop. Both things forbidden by Mum and Dad.
The red telephone box now has pride of place in my dining room and always makes me smile as I walk past!
The red telephone box now has pride of place in my dining room and always makes me smile as I walk past!
Of course, it wouldn't be Australia, without a quick mention of the weather. This last week has been dominated by a heatwave, here in the west of the country. Temperatures soared to a high of 45 and remained high for almost seven days. Luckily for me, working in an air-conditioned building, it isn't too much of an issue. For Darrell however, working in a workshop, things are very different — He hasn't been enjoying it, not one bit!
I love the heat and really don't complain about it at all. I was forever complaining about the cold in the UK and also during the winter in Perth, but the heat doesn't bother me at all. In fact, I am already looking at holidays in tropical Asia, when winter returns — probably a short break in July.
This time we are looking at either seven days in Bali or back to our favourite destination of Thailand. I don't want to take a long ten-hour flight like last time, preferring not to contract another infection on the way home, unlike the last two times we travelled abroad.
For now, I am happy enough to enjoy the sun, even though I am too tight to turn on the air conditioner. Rather like central heating, the costs of running such a system can be high. Even though electricity costs are a third of what they are in the UK, I am still very frugal with money, which is testament to my time living in Spain and the simple life I enjoyed.
I love the heat and really don't complain about it at all. I was forever complaining about the cold in the UK and also during the winter in Perth, but the heat doesn't bother me at all. In fact, I am already looking at holidays in tropical Asia, when winter returns — probably a short break in July.
This time we are looking at either seven days in Bali or back to our favourite destination of Thailand. I don't want to take a long ten-hour flight like last time, preferring not to contract another infection on the way home, unlike the last two times we travelled abroad.
For now, I am happy enough to enjoy the sun, even though I am too tight to turn on the air conditioner. Rather like central heating, the costs of running such a system can be high. Even though electricity costs are a third of what they are in the UK, I am still very frugal with money, which is testament to my time living in Spain and the simple life I enjoyed.
... And with the heat, comes spiders. This week I have caught a couple of Redbacks and a father large huntsman in my letter box outside. I am, of course, no fan of these pests, but I am gradually getting used to them. Today, I keep my wits about me, and I am fully versed in where these horrible things live. Yesterday I made Darrell hose down the washing line outside, another home from home for our Redback friends. As long as I am aware of these arachnids, I am happy to live alongside them. As with everything in Australia, it's about having respect for the surrounding wildlife!
Another hot week beckons in Perth, probably the hottest state in Australia, and I am looking forward to more of the same. Summers are long in Australia, so I am in my element most of the time. A friend asked me just the other day, when am I coming home to visit… My answer, 'not anytime soon!' Today I am happier than I've ever been, and the UK is fast becoming a distant memory and not a place I want to visit anytime soon — until then, I am happy to carry on forging a new, productive life down under and enjoying everything this state has to offer. When the time is right, I will go back home, creating more memories to bring back with me!
Another hot week beckons in Perth, probably the hottest state in Australia, and I am looking forward to more of the same. Summers are long in Australia, so I am in my element most of the time. A friend asked me just the other day, when am I coming home to visit… My answer, 'not anytime soon!' Today I am happier than I've ever been, and the UK is fast becoming a distant memory and not a place I want to visit anytime soon — until then, I am happy to carry on forging a new, productive life down under and enjoying everything this state has to offer. When the time is right, I will go back home, creating more memories to bring back with me!
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This week, I want to briefly speak about my weight loss journey — the challenging road that has brought me to where I am today. Since 2019/20, I have been on a journey to lose weight and live a healthy lifestyle. This is in complete contrast to the existence I led before, and is something I had to do, not only for myself, but also for those around me.
At my heaviest, I weighed an astounding 120 kg, today I weigh 74 kg, a loss of 46 kg in weight, and a figure I am proud of! When you decide to start losing the pounds, nothing can prepare you for the rollercoaster ride you are embarking on. You do, however, immediately feel the benefits, as daily routine begins to feel positive again. Walking, climbing stairs, jogging, lifting and carrying, all become easier, as you achieve your weekly goals, working towards your final ideal weight!
Living in Spain, saw my weight spiral out of control. A combination of cheap alcohol, inexpensive cigarettes and discounted food, just exacerbated the desire I had, to live, in the most unhealthy way possible. To be honest, this wasn't a choice, but rather my inability to regulate my calorie intake, and look after myself in the way I knew I should.
When you have a complicated relationship with food, you are often presented with, what seems like, insurmountable problems. I didn't just eat to survive, I ate to help me overcome my own personal demons. Eating was always a way of avoiding pressing issues. A chocolate bar, a piece of cake or a pint of beer, was a crutch to ignore the inevitable, and a vice that was slowly killing me, from the inside. As the years have flown by, I have cautiously separated eating and emotions, and thankfully been able to navigate the challenges of life, without the need for culinary or alcoholic distraction.
The journey I have been on, has been long, and I have experienced many ups and downs. It has taught me much about myself — my boundaries, strengths and weaknesses, and above all, my willpower. Willpower is the key to success, and despite many setbacks, it has never let me down.
Today I have achieved my ideal weight and BMI, and I am happy and content in the body I have. My weight loss is an achievement unmatched for me, and I am immensely proud of it. Despite having to carefully monitor everything I consume, even today, I am still motivated enough to keep reaching for the sky. My relationship with food has always been complicated, but now I have finally overcome obstacles, that prevented me from achieving my objectives in the past, I know the battle is won. That is the most important aspect of living a healthy, fruitful, full and constructive life — Long may it continue, long may it last!
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Both Darrell and I, are suitably stuffed after a huge Sunday lunch, at a place I have never been to before. A colleague at work recommended 'The Last Drop, Elizabethan Pub' in Befordale, here in Perth, and I wasn't disappointed!
To be quite honest, I had no desire to go out this weekend, but after seeing the photographs of this truly unique venue, I was hooked, and decided we had to visit, and I wasn't disappointed.
Situated in beautiful countryside, the building looked every inch British, as we drove up the drive to the car park. This large, imposing house almost stuck out like a sore thumb, in the hills around Armadale. However, with the sun shining, and temperatures in the 30s, the beer garden beckoned, and I was looking forward to a relaxing few hours away from Midland!
To be quite honest, I had no desire to go out this weekend, but after seeing the photographs of this truly unique venue, I was hooked, and decided we had to visit, and I wasn't disappointed.
Situated in beautiful countryside, the building looked every inch British, as we drove up the drive to the car park. This large, imposing house almost stuck out like a sore thumb, in the hills around Armadale. However, with the sun shining, and temperatures in the 30s, the beer garden beckoned, and I was looking forward to a relaxing few hours away from Midland!
As I walked inside the pub, I was immediately transported back to the UK, and places I had visited over the years. From The New Forest, the village of Titchfield where I grew up, and my ancestral home of Whiteparish, the feeling of history was everywhere. The difference being, this was a mock Elizabethan/Tudor house in the middle of Western Australia; the location couldn't really be any different.
There were beer mats attached to the beamed ceiling, a large open inglenook fireplace and antique furniture. This place felt like a home from home, and I instantly felt relaxed, sat in this atmospheric country pub.
After Christmas, we both just wanted something light for lunch, so ordered a pizza each. Now, judging on previous experience, we believed it would be just enough to fill a hole. The portion sizes over here are a lot smaller than Britain; so you can imagine, my horror, when these two massive pizzas, stacked high with topping, were brought to the table. The portion sizes at The Elizabethan, are huge. They were so big, Darrell and I could only manage half a pizza each, and even then we were absolutely stuffed.
I thanked the lovely waitress for the food, apologised for not eating it all, and politely refused a doggy bag. Neither Darrell nor I wanted to eat anymore; as magnificent as lunch was, it was just far too much food for us!
Today was my perfect Sunday, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I haven't felt so connected to home, since arriving in Australia, as I did today. Apparently, there is a large Expat community living in Armadale, and this makes it particularly interesting for me. I do meet a lot of Brits in my job; only this week a lady from Liverpool, where my Gran was born — for me, building a tangible connection to my past is important and helps me settle into Australian life. In reality, I will always be a little Englander, and my roots run deep through my psyche. A simple day out is a reminder of where I came from, and today, just where I'm heading; for that I was truly grateful!
There were beer mats attached to the beamed ceiling, a large open inglenook fireplace and antique furniture. This place felt like a home from home, and I instantly felt relaxed, sat in this atmospheric country pub.
After Christmas, we both just wanted something light for lunch, so ordered a pizza each. Now, judging on previous experience, we believed it would be just enough to fill a hole. The portion sizes over here are a lot smaller than Britain; so you can imagine, my horror, when these two massive pizzas, stacked high with topping, were brought to the table. The portion sizes at The Elizabethan, are huge. They were so big, Darrell and I could only manage half a pizza each, and even then we were absolutely stuffed.
I thanked the lovely waitress for the food, apologised for not eating it all, and politely refused a doggy bag. Neither Darrell nor I wanted to eat anymore; as magnificent as lunch was, it was just far too much food for us!
Today was my perfect Sunday, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I haven't felt so connected to home, since arriving in Australia, as I did today. Apparently, there is a large Expat community living in Armadale, and this makes it particularly interesting for me. I do meet a lot of Brits in my job; only this week a lady from Liverpool, where my Gran was born — for me, building a tangible connection to my past is important and helps me settle into Australian life. In reality, I will always be a little Englander, and my roots run deep through my psyche. A simple day out is a reminder of where I came from, and today, just where I'm heading; for that I was truly grateful!
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In this week's YouTube video, I am sounding off about the aggressive society we are living in. From Elon Musk to Donald Trump, the World really does feel like a horrible place at the moment. Talking about my own experiences, dealing with some truly awful characters, I am really trying to put the pieces together, to discover, just why these awful people exist, and what we can do to live our lives better. After all, there are some good people in the World, even though it just doesn't seem like it at the moment!
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Just after Christmas, all of us at work went out for a meal at the Bailey Brewing Company, in Swan Valley. This isn't a place I have been to before, but the large family friendly venue offers something for everyone, and we all had a wonderful time.
Working in retail, during the Christmas period, can be testing, but this year, everything went like clockwork. This was our first Christmas working in the new outlet store, and it has been busy, unlike anything I have seen before. Mind you, having said that, Tesco, back in the good old UK, was probably the nearest equivalent, and equally I enjoyed the cut, thrust and throng then too. I relish a thriving, busy, retail environment; yes all of us have worked hard, but the rewards are showing — the business has grown from strength to strength and that is important. As Manager, I am delighted with its progress, just as the rest of the company is as well.
I have accepted praise from my superiors, on behalf of the outlet, and I am so happy the team are motivated, focused and suitably inspired. I am of course lucky, to be working with some wonderful characters, but I am also content being employed by a company, whose inclusive, empowering culture, is streets above any I have experienced before!
With Christmas now at an end, it's time to look forward to 2025 and the challenges that lie ahead. In a little over a year, I will be applying for Australian citizenship, so I have started the process of researching the exams I will have to take, to show commitment to my new home.
Despite ongoing health issues, I am optimistic enough to look forward, to a bright, new, industrious future. It looks like we will be seeing friends from the UK this year as well, who are planning visits in a few months, and that has lifted my spirits. I haven't been feeling myself for quite a while now, so anything that gives me reason to celebrate is welcome.
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Working in retail, during the Christmas period, can be testing, but this year, everything went like clockwork. This was our first Christmas working in the new outlet store, and it has been busy, unlike anything I have seen before. Mind you, having said that, Tesco, back in the good old UK, was probably the nearest equivalent, and equally I enjoyed the cut, thrust and throng then too. I relish a thriving, busy, retail environment; yes all of us have worked hard, but the rewards are showing — the business has grown from strength to strength and that is important. As Manager, I am delighted with its progress, just as the rest of the company is as well.
I have accepted praise from my superiors, on behalf of the outlet, and I am so happy the team are motivated, focused and suitably inspired. I am of course lucky, to be working with some wonderful characters, but I am also content being employed by a company, whose inclusive, empowering culture, is streets above any I have experienced before!
With Christmas now at an end, it's time to look forward to 2025 and the challenges that lie ahead. In a little over a year, I will be applying for Australian citizenship, so I have started the process of researching the exams I will have to take, to show commitment to my new home.
Despite ongoing health issues, I am optimistic enough to look forward, to a bright, new, industrious future. It looks like we will be seeing friends from the UK this year as well, who are planning visits in a few months, and that has lifted my spirits. I haven't been feeling myself for quite a while now, so anything that gives me reason to celebrate is welcome.
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This Sunday we spent the day at Scarborough Beach. The weather was a scorching 34 degrees, but with the cooler sea breeze, it was lovely sitting down the front having a few beers, while Darrell swam in the ocean — not something I would do myself, of course.
Lunch was spent at the Galway Hooker with a superb Sunday Roast, and a pint of Swan Draught on a hot sunny day. I may well be living in Australia, but I still like a good traditional Sunday lunch from time to time, it really does remind me of home.
I have had a roast at the Galway Hooker before and didn't go much on it if I am honest, so I was in two minds about going back. However, this time, it was nearly perfect. I say nearly, because, like every place I have been to in Australia, they just can't cook roast potatoes, the way the British do. They definitely need me to give them a lesson or two, on how to do it, just like my Granny did!
Lunch was spent at the Galway Hooker with a superb Sunday Roast, and a pint of Swan Draught on a hot sunny day. I may well be living in Australia, but I still like a good traditional Sunday lunch from time to time, it really does remind me of home.
I have had a roast at the Galway Hooker before and didn't go much on it if I am honest, so I was in two minds about going back. However, this time, it was nearly perfect. I say nearly, because, like every place I have been to in Australia, they just can't cook roast potatoes, the way the British do. They definitely need me to give them a lesson or two, on how to do it, just like my Granny did!
After an early lunch, we headed to Karrinyup for a spot of Sunday shopping, except I didn't buy a thing — my shopaholic days are well and truly over now. In the past, I spent a fortune on stuff I didn't need, but these days, I am very choosy about what I buy. These days, Darrell and I don't want for anything, so we just try to live our life a little more frugally.
Karrinyup is rather overpriced, situated in one of the most affluent suburbs in Western Australia. The shops are expensive, and like most of Australia, the choice is still rather limited. Looking around, there was nothing that I felt compelled to buy, and for me that's a good thing. I would rather have a good rummage around an OP Shop (Charity Shop for the Brits), where you are always guaranteed to find a bargain. No matter where I live in the World, I will always be a fan of second hand shops — which are hugely underrated!
This evening I spoke to my Father back in the UK for nearly two hours. We always have a good chat, especially since we haven't spoken since before Christmas. Life in the UK seems as bad as ever — the NHS is at breaking point, political drama, freezing cold weather, and Dad and I, chatting about are respective health issues.
I do miss my Father as you would expect; I hope to travel back to Britain in the next few years to see him, but for me, life is very much in Australia now, no matter how much I miss home. I do especially miss the friends I have there, but, I know I'm far better off here, living life successfully, unlike years gone by. Building a new life down under hasn't been easy, but it has been worth the pain, to finally be in a good and successful place — let's hope 2025 brings more of the same!
Karrinyup is rather overpriced, situated in one of the most affluent suburbs in Western Australia. The shops are expensive, and like most of Australia, the choice is still rather limited. Looking around, there was nothing that I felt compelled to buy, and for me that's a good thing. I would rather have a good rummage around an OP Shop (Charity Shop for the Brits), where you are always guaranteed to find a bargain. No matter where I live in the World, I will always be a fan of second hand shops — which are hugely underrated!
This evening I spoke to my Father back in the UK for nearly two hours. We always have a good chat, especially since we haven't spoken since before Christmas. Life in the UK seems as bad as ever — the NHS is at breaking point, political drama, freezing cold weather, and Dad and I, chatting about are respective health issues.
I do miss my Father as you would expect; I hope to travel back to Britain in the next few years to see him, but for me, life is very much in Australia now, no matter how much I miss home. I do especially miss the friends I have there, but, I know I'm far better off here, living life successfully, unlike years gone by. Building a new life down under hasn't been easy, but it has been worth the pain, to finally be in a good and successful place — let's hope 2025 brings more of the same!
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This Christmas, like all of those we have had since leaving the UK, has been quiet and relaxing, if a little short. I only have one day off during the festive season and to be honest that suits me. I am extremely well paid for working on Boxing Day, and with little family here to speak of, there is absolutely no need to have another day off. Instead, I can channel those extra wages into paying more money off the mortgage, further reducing the interest I pay.
On the 23rd of December, a few days before Christmas, Darrell and I took some time out and visited Lake Leschenaultia, near the country town of Mundaring. Both of us just needed to get away, from the hustle and bustle of suburban life for a few hours. With Christmas shopping reaching boiling point, and people's tempers beginning to fray, it was the perfect time for a quick break. Exploring the beauty of the lake and surrounding bush, offered a brief respite from all the madness, just a few kilometres down the road in Midland. Yes, I am a person who loves Christmas, but even I was feeling the stress — peace, quiet, and time to think, was the perfect tonic we both needed to prepare for the next few days.
On the 23rd of December, a few days before Christmas, Darrell and I took some time out and visited Lake Leschenaultia, near the country town of Mundaring. Both of us just needed to get away, from the hustle and bustle of suburban life for a few hours. With Christmas shopping reaching boiling point, and people's tempers beginning to fray, it was the perfect time for a quick break. Exploring the beauty of the lake and surrounding bush, offered a brief respite from all the madness, just a few kilometres down the road in Midland. Yes, I am a person who loves Christmas, but even I was feeling the stress — peace, quiet, and time to think, was the perfect tonic we both needed to prepare for the next few days.
Christmas Day was spent with my Mother-in-Law, her neighbour, and close friends. Unlike last year, when I cooked a full-on British Christmas Dinner, Joy, Mum's neighbour, organised a rather traditional Aussie affair — cold meats, seafood, and salad, followed by pavlova, and for me — Christmas pudding.
The last thing you want to be doing on a hot Australian Christmas Day is cooking. As it happens, temperatures were well down on last year, and instead of the normal 40 degrees, the mercury peaked at a more agreeable 29, making the day a lot more bearable than usual.
With me working the next day, I had a couple of glasses of wine and some homemade Snowballs. Back in 1970s Britain, my first taste of alcohol, around my Grans house at Christmas, circa 1976, was a bottle of Snowball — Advocaat, Lime, Lemonade, and glacé cherry to garnish.
​This is my go-to drink when I just want to have something light, but a little alcoholic. It went down very nicely and actually tasted far more alcoholic than I remember (maybe that was just the large measures I was serving.) Whatever it was, it instantly transported me back to Christmases past, and time spent with family in the UK. Along with Babycham, these two iconic retro drinks, are so comforting, especially at difficult times. I'm certainly not going through testing times at the moment, but reconnecting with old memories is no bad thing, especially when you live thousands of miles away from home.
With me working the next day, I had a couple of glasses of wine and some homemade Snowballs. Back in 1970s Britain, my first taste of alcohol, around my Grans house at Christmas, circa 1976, was a bottle of Snowball — Advocaat, Lime, Lemonade, and glacé cherry to garnish.
​This is my go-to drink when I just want to have something light, but a little alcoholic. It went down very nicely and actually tasted far more alcoholic than I remember (maybe that was just the large measures I was serving.) Whatever it was, it instantly transported me back to Christmases past, and time spent with family in the UK. Along with Babycham, these two iconic retro drinks, are so comforting, especially at difficult times. I'm certainly not going through testing times at the moment, but reconnecting with old memories is no bad thing, especially when you live thousands of miles away from home.
Christmas is always a time to contact friends and family. In Portsmouth, we made some lifelong friends, who we are still very much in contact with. Zerina and the team at Cancer Research, who I volunteered alongside, for three years, sent a wonderful Christmas card, which always pulls at the heartstrings. Equally, on Christmas Day I spoke with Jules, who I worked with at Tesco, chatting about the past year, friendships, and travel.
I do make a point of sending cards, phoning, and video calling, all the incredible characters I have known over the years, and I have had some fantastic cards back. Today, Christmas is more about memories, than tangible gifts. I always use the time to recall events over the year, and of course all those unorthodox Christmas Days I have experienced in the past — a far cry from the more muted affairs I enjoy today. I may well have got older and thankfully wiser, but I still have a great fondness for all those who have played a part in my life over the years. Reflection, at this time is what Christmas should be about!
I do make a point of sending cards, phoning, and video calling, all the incredible characters I have known over the years, and I have had some fantastic cards back. Today, Christmas is more about memories, than tangible gifts. I always use the time to recall events over the year, and of course all those unorthodox Christmas Days I have experienced in the past — a far cry from the more muted affairs I enjoy today. I may well have got older and thankfully wiser, but I still have a great fondness for all those who have played a part in my life over the years. Reflection, at this time is what Christmas should be about!
With Christmas at an end, it's time for me to look back at 2024, reflecting on the past year. Remembering the last twelve months has been particularly cathartic for me today, because it does give me a new perspective on issues, that I have had to deal with, especially during the latter half of this problematic year.
Darrell and I managed to travel to Vietnam, and also Taiwan. These two distinctly different destinations, offer a very contrasting Asian experience. Vietnam was a country neither of us would travel to again — It didn't live up to expectations! Although we had fun exploring Ho Chi Minh City, Da Nang and Hoi An at length, the sheer volume of tourists, especially in Hoi An, was a distraction and continued annoyance, as we walked through the historic streets.
Vietnam was also particularly unhygienic, which certainly isn't an aspect of the country I will look back on, with undiluted fondness. Despite eating some street food, in the main we chose to eat at more reputable restaurants and café's. Despite this, eating out was relatively cheap, and at least offered a more pleasant dining experience.
Getting around Ho Chi Minh City was difficult, due to the lack of public transport. The new rapid transit system has only just opened, well behind schedule, which was over six months too late for our visit. Hoi An, on the other hand, was compact and straightforward to navigate. Da Nang, being a coastal resort, was both relaxing and easy to traverse. This city is one that I would gladly revisit in a heartbeat.
Vietnam wouldn't be top of my holiday destination list in the future, but I would return given the right circumstances. I would, however, avoid Ho Chi Minh City, but would return to Hanoi, a place I travelled to in 2018. I think major attractions should be avoided or travelled to during low season, when there are fewer tourists about. Nevertheless, Vietnamese people are welcoming and helpful, leaving both of us with fantastic memories.
Darrell and I managed to travel to Vietnam, and also Taiwan. These two distinctly different destinations, offer a very contrasting Asian experience. Vietnam was a country neither of us would travel to again — It didn't live up to expectations! Although we had fun exploring Ho Chi Minh City, Da Nang and Hoi An at length, the sheer volume of tourists, especially in Hoi An, was a distraction and continued annoyance, as we walked through the historic streets.
Vietnam was also particularly unhygienic, which certainly isn't an aspect of the country I will look back on, with undiluted fondness. Despite eating some street food, in the main we chose to eat at more reputable restaurants and café's. Despite this, eating out was relatively cheap, and at least offered a more pleasant dining experience.
Getting around Ho Chi Minh City was difficult, due to the lack of public transport. The new rapid transit system has only just opened, well behind schedule, which was over six months too late for our visit. Hoi An, on the other hand, was compact and straightforward to navigate. Da Nang, being a coastal resort, was both relaxing and easy to traverse. This city is one that I would gladly revisit in a heartbeat.
Vietnam wouldn't be top of my holiday destination list in the future, but I would return given the right circumstances. I would, however, avoid Ho Chi Minh City, but would return to Hanoi, a place I travelled to in 2018. I think major attractions should be avoided or travelled to during low season, when there are fewer tourists about. Nevertheless, Vietnamese people are welcoming and helpful, leaving both of us with fantastic memories.
Taiwan was an altogether different experience. This modern, technologically advanced Island was everything Vietnam wasn't. It is a place that few western tourists visit, and was extremely troublesome to decipher at times. Only a small percentage of people speak English, so everyday activities can be a chore — ordering food, asking for directions and reading signs can be a struggle. Despite this, the public transport system and high speed train network, is all clearly translated in English as well as Taiwanese, which did make getting around easier.
We visited Taipei, and Kaohsiung in the south of the island; both of these unique destinations offered a distinctly different insight, into this beautiful place. If I am honest, I think we both enjoyed Taipei more, but it is a substantially bigger city, that caters to westerners needs. Yes it is true to say Darrell and I are not backpackers, and due to time constraints, we just want easier, less complicated destinations to visit. After our experiences in Taiwan, we have both decided to put off our trip to Japan for a few more years, visiting other South East Asian countries first. Both of us feel, the language barrier and cultural differences would be just too difficult to adjust to, without more thorough research!
We visited Taipei, and Kaohsiung in the south of the island; both of these unique destinations offered a distinctly different insight, into this beautiful place. If I am honest, I think we both enjoyed Taipei more, but it is a substantially bigger city, that caters to westerners needs. Yes it is true to say Darrell and I are not backpackers, and due to time constraints, we just want easier, less complicated destinations to visit. After our experiences in Taiwan, we have both decided to put off our trip to Japan for a few more years, visiting other South East Asian countries first. Both of us feel, the language barrier and cultural differences would be just too difficult to adjust to, without more thorough research!
On both occasions I've travelled abroad this year, I have returned with health issues, which is causing concern for me going forward. After each holiday, I have come back with a Staph infection, in exactly the same place — my right elbow. These weren't any normal infections; they were also resistant to penicillin, and I had to undergo intensive treatment each time it flared up.
The first infection took me on an impromptu trip to A&E, where I was quickly taken down to theatre and had a lump removed from under my arm. The area of infection on my elbow was also treated. For the next week I was visited by Silver Chain, who are a home care organisation, who dressed and cared for my wounds on a daily basis.
After Taiwan, I returned with a similar infection, once again on my elbow, which was significantly more serious. This time I was treated with IV antibiotics for a week in hospital, as I fought a cellulitis infection, which had travelled from the site of infection, down my arm, towards my wrist. Once again, this was penicillin resistant staphylococcus Aureus.
I am at a loss as to why these infections are occurring after travelling abroad, but they are a concern for my future travel plans, which I have put on hold. I have had no real answers as to why they are developing, but for someone who has suffers from health anxiety, particularly this year, it has left me rather shell shocked. Of course, I have, and I am still, thinking the worst, especially with rather vague explanations from doctors.
However, I have had extensive testing done, and they so far haven't found anything seriously wrong. The only sign something isn't quite right, is low creatinine levels discovered through a blood test. Apparently this isn't a common result, and could have transpired for any number of reasons. For now, I am parking my fears and moving on with life.
Additionally, I have undergone a procedure to remove several small tumours, which was completed successfully. With a follow-up hospital appointment in the New Year, I am hoping this will be the beginning of the end of this saga. But as anyone with health anxiety can testify, that isn't necessarily going to be the case.
​This has been a very testing year for my health issues if I am honest, and I will just be glad to see the back of it. Sadly, I am expecting 2025 to be more of the same, although my wish is just to be able to manage it better. I do have options, but none of them are ideal, and not something I want to contemplate right now!
The first infection took me on an impromptu trip to A&E, where I was quickly taken down to theatre and had a lump removed from under my arm. The area of infection on my elbow was also treated. For the next week I was visited by Silver Chain, who are a home care organisation, who dressed and cared for my wounds on a daily basis.
After Taiwan, I returned with a similar infection, once again on my elbow, which was significantly more serious. This time I was treated with IV antibiotics for a week in hospital, as I fought a cellulitis infection, which had travelled from the site of infection, down my arm, towards my wrist. Once again, this was penicillin resistant staphylococcus Aureus.
I am at a loss as to why these infections are occurring after travelling abroad, but they are a concern for my future travel plans, which I have put on hold. I have had no real answers as to why they are developing, but for someone who has suffers from health anxiety, particularly this year, it has left me rather shell shocked. Of course, I have, and I am still, thinking the worst, especially with rather vague explanations from doctors.
However, I have had extensive testing done, and they so far haven't found anything seriously wrong. The only sign something isn't quite right, is low creatinine levels discovered through a blood test. Apparently this isn't a common result, and could have transpired for any number of reasons. For now, I am parking my fears and moving on with life.
Additionally, I have undergone a procedure to remove several small tumours, which was completed successfully. With a follow-up hospital appointment in the New Year, I am hoping this will be the beginning of the end of this saga. But as anyone with health anxiety can testify, that isn't necessarily going to be the case.
​This has been a very testing year for my health issues if I am honest, and I will just be glad to see the back of it. Sadly, I am expecting 2025 to be more of the same, although my wish is just to be able to manage it better. I do have options, but none of them are ideal, and not something I want to contemplate right now!
​The rest of the year has been as productive as any other, since I moved to Australia. I am now in charge of a much larger outlet shop, and my position in Australia seems to be secure. I have worked in my current role for two years now, and I am enjoying the new challenges thrust my way. This is a job I have excelled in, especially being able to move from one brand to another, whilst still working for the same parent company.
I am fortunate to have been offered opportunities in Australia, that I wasn't afforded in the UK. This is an expensive place to live, but with both Darrell and I working full-time, with are living very comfortably, compared to life in Britain. Both of us have worked extremely hard and the results are beginning to bear fruit.
We can travel whenever we like and just don't have the financial worries we had when living in the UK or indeed Spain. I have managed to reduce a 30-year mortgage to an 8-year repayment, and we are also building up savings for the future — all in a country that, on paper, at least, appears astronomically expensive. The secret to success, in my opinion, is not overstretching our budgets, which we haven't done. We could have bought a far more expensive property, but chose to remain frugal, which has proven to be the best decision we ever made.
I am fortunate to have been offered opportunities in Australia, that I wasn't afforded in the UK. This is an expensive place to live, but with both Darrell and I working full-time, with are living very comfortably, compared to life in Britain. Both of us have worked extremely hard and the results are beginning to bear fruit.
We can travel whenever we like and just don't have the financial worries we had when living in the UK or indeed Spain. I have managed to reduce a 30-year mortgage to an 8-year repayment, and we are also building up savings for the future — all in a country that, on paper, at least, appears astronomically expensive. The secret to success, in my opinion, is not overstretching our budgets, which we haven't done. We could have bought a far more expensive property, but chose to remain frugal, which has proven to be the best decision we ever made.
As we look forward to 2025, both of us hope for similar success. Of course, we are aware, that all of us are just one paycheck away from homelessness, but continuing to save hard, we hope to continue making progress. We expect to buy a new property to rent out when circumstances allow. Hopefully, interest rates will fall soon, and the sluggish Australian economy will pick up. Until that happens, we will continue to pay down the mortgage, and invest in our growing pensions. Security is important to us now, more than ever, so anything that allows us to strive for a better future is welcome.
Equally, health is my foremost priority. I will continue to look after my wellbeing — mental and physical health. I will do all I can, to remain as healthy as I can, for as long as I can. Furthermore, I am under no illusion, that time isn't on my side, but I can at least try to make up for the indiscretions of the past. My health anxiety, will inevitably have its role to play, but learning to cope with this frustrating side of my nature, is also something I need to do — focusing on the positive, not the negative aspects of me!
I would like to end this post by wishing you all a Happy New Year and success in 2025. Thank you for choosing to support my blog, and I look forward to continuing this journey of self-expression, honesty and speaking out on issues I hold dear. With war raging throughout the World, Donald Trump about to assume power in the USA and the cost of living rising ever higher; I hope the next twelve months will be peaceful, prosperous and as far removed from this year, as it possibly can be!
Equally, health is my foremost priority. I will continue to look after my wellbeing — mental and physical health. I will do all I can, to remain as healthy as I can, for as long as I can. Furthermore, I am under no illusion, that time isn't on my side, but I can at least try to make up for the indiscretions of the past. My health anxiety, will inevitably have its role to play, but learning to cope with this frustrating side of my nature, is also something I need to do — focusing on the positive, not the negative aspects of me!
I would like to end this post by wishing you all a Happy New Year and success in 2025. Thank you for choosing to support my blog, and I look forward to continuing this journey of self-expression, honesty and speaking out on issues I hold dear. With war raging throughout the World, Donald Trump about to assume power in the USA and the cost of living rising ever higher; I hope the next twelve months will be peaceful, prosperous and as far removed from this year, as it possibly can be!
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Since moving to Australia in 2022, my outlook on Christmas has changed — dramatically! All my life I have loved celebrating the festive season; surrounded by family, or in most cases friends, I enjoyed every aspect of Christmas, more than anyone I know — the sparkling lights, big tinsel-clad tree, Christmas dinner, and of course presents — lots, and lots of presents! However, times have changed and so have I.
Christmas down under is a million miles away from Christmas in the UK. The biggest difference is of course the temperature. Currently, we are sweltering in over 40-degree heat, and it is set to get hotter by December 25th. The last thing you want to do is stand in a hot kitchen, cooking a 'posh Sunday roast,' even in an air-conditioned villa.
Last year I cooked for everyone, a proper Christmas Dinner with all the trimmings, and I won't be doing it again. Despite loving a good old roast, it's just too hot to bother — cold meat and salad are far more preferable. Top tip in Australia: just keep it simple, that way you save time and money. You can still enjoy Christmas without a full on banquet!
I have certainly become more canny with money, living in Perth, it's a case of having to be. Darrell and I are relatively well off, but the cost of living is extremely high here. Despite not having to worry about where the next dollar is coming from, I have still learnt to be frugal, especially where Christmas is concerned.
I am a member of several loyalty schemes and collect flybuy points from Coles Supermarket, where I do my weekly shop, and other retailers who take the same loyalty card. The points I save, pay for Christmas in its entirety — presents and food, leaving me with more money for holidays and going out. Today I am more aware of money, and no longer frivolous, as I was in the past. In all honesty, my years living in Portsmouth taught me how to save and work hard; since 2015 I have changed a lot. Enjoying life is now my biggest priority; life is about me and Darrell and not wasting our time or money on hangers-on!
Don't go mad at Christmas if you can't afford it, save your money, or like me — loyalty points, throughout the year and only spend what you can afford. Of course, I am more lucky than most, I no longer have a family to buy for and without kids of my own, I don't have to shell out too much cash at this time of year. Even so, I will always keep my purse closed, until I absolutely have to open it. God, I really do sound like Scrooge don't I, but when you are as old as me, you have learnt a lot over the years, most of it the hard way.
However you spend Christmas this year, have a good one! Send cards to family and friends; none of this nonsense about not sending them, and giving the money to charity instead, because you and I both know, you won't be giving that money to good causes. It's just a lazy excuse not to send any. Receiving cards is such a wonderful thing, it means someone is thinking about you wherever you are, and that is the most important feeling in the World, better than any expensive present you receive!.
Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Christmas down under is a million miles away from Christmas in the UK. The biggest difference is of course the temperature. Currently, we are sweltering in over 40-degree heat, and it is set to get hotter by December 25th. The last thing you want to do is stand in a hot kitchen, cooking a 'posh Sunday roast,' even in an air-conditioned villa.
Last year I cooked for everyone, a proper Christmas Dinner with all the trimmings, and I won't be doing it again. Despite loving a good old roast, it's just too hot to bother — cold meat and salad are far more preferable. Top tip in Australia: just keep it simple, that way you save time and money. You can still enjoy Christmas without a full on banquet!
I have certainly become more canny with money, living in Perth, it's a case of having to be. Darrell and I are relatively well off, but the cost of living is extremely high here. Despite not having to worry about where the next dollar is coming from, I have still learnt to be frugal, especially where Christmas is concerned.
I am a member of several loyalty schemes and collect flybuy points from Coles Supermarket, where I do my weekly shop, and other retailers who take the same loyalty card. The points I save, pay for Christmas in its entirety — presents and food, leaving me with more money for holidays and going out. Today I am more aware of money, and no longer frivolous, as I was in the past. In all honesty, my years living in Portsmouth taught me how to save and work hard; since 2015 I have changed a lot. Enjoying life is now my biggest priority; life is about me and Darrell and not wasting our time or money on hangers-on!
Don't go mad at Christmas if you can't afford it, save your money, or like me — loyalty points, throughout the year and only spend what you can afford. Of course, I am more lucky than most, I no longer have a family to buy for and without kids of my own, I don't have to shell out too much cash at this time of year. Even so, I will always keep my purse closed, until I absolutely have to open it. God, I really do sound like Scrooge don't I, but when you are as old as me, you have learnt a lot over the years, most of it the hard way.
However you spend Christmas this year, have a good one! Send cards to family and friends; none of this nonsense about not sending them, and giving the money to charity instead, because you and I both know, you won't be giving that money to good causes. It's just a lazy excuse not to send any. Receiving cards is such a wonderful thing, it means someone is thinking about you wherever you are, and that is the most important feeling in the World, better than any expensive present you receive!.
Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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I don’t send cards, I donate the money to charity instead. I also use one big box that all the family put presents in for each other, to save time and money on wrapping paper, that will only end up in the bin!
Joanne
Joanne
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Darrell and I have just returned from the city, after spending a lazy Sunday, Christmas shopping and having lunch. This is the first time we have travelled to Perth in about two months; we have been so busy that we just haven't had the time. Of course, the CBD is now adorned with festive decorations, lights, and a large Christmas tree opposite the railway station; despite the sweltering summer heat, even I am starting to feel a little bit Christmassy!
Temperatures have been particularly hot, compared to 2023, and I am told this year's summer will be even hotter than the last — that suits me perfectly. However, I am all too aware, of the difficulties of living in Australia, in such a severe climate.
Darrell has just given up vaping. This has been hard for him since he has smoked or vaped for many years, but this time it is a case of having to!
Darrell has been diagnosed with Macular Degeneration, which in part is to do with his smoking and vaping, but also the weather here in Western Australia. With the sun incredibly bright, and without 400 UV protective sunglasses over many years, he has paid the ultimate price. Both of us are staying positive and hoping the rate of deterioration can be stemmed for now. Of course, only time will tell — weekly monitoring and regular eye tests will help — changing old habits will help a hell of a lot more!
Darrell has just given up vaping. This has been hard for him since he has smoked or vaped for many years, but this time it is a case of having to!
Darrell has been diagnosed with Macular Degeneration, which in part is to do with his smoking and vaping, but also the weather here in Western Australia. With the sun incredibly bright, and without 400 UV protective sunglasses over many years, he has paid the ultimate price. Both of us are staying positive and hoping the rate of deterioration can be stemmed for now. Of course, only time will tell — weekly monitoring and regular eye tests will help — changing old habits will help a hell of a lot more!
With Christmas just two weeks away, the last Christmas card I received from Mum when she was alive is on display. I always think of my Mother at this time of year. Speaking to my Father, back home in the UK tonight, we reminisced about Christmasses past, and how much we used to enjoy them, unlike today.
Things have changed dramatically over the years, and although I still love this time of year, it just isn't the same. Living in the Southern Hemisphere has changed my concept of Christmas. Oh, I still put up a few decorations and a tree, enjoy sending Christmas cards to friends and family, and buy presents for our nearest and dearest — that's something that will never change. However, I am aware, that for the most part, it will just be me and Darrell celebrating together — so different to years gone by.
There won't be a large Christmas roast, just cold meats, and salad around a neighbour's house. Nobody wants to be cooking a three-course British Christmas Dinner on the 25th, least of all me. This year, I will be putting my feet up, and letting someone else do all the work. This will make a pleasant change, since I am the one who usually does it all.
Both Darrell and I remarked, earlier, how much we miss Christmas with friends in Southampton. We truly had some memorable times, with some remarkable characters; not traditional celebrations, but rather unconventional in nature, partying with like-minded individuals and enjoying the festive cheer.
Things are very different now and that can be hard to come to terms with!
Things have changed dramatically over the years, and although I still love this time of year, it just isn't the same. Living in the Southern Hemisphere has changed my concept of Christmas. Oh, I still put up a few decorations and a tree, enjoy sending Christmas cards to friends and family, and buy presents for our nearest and dearest — that's something that will never change. However, I am aware, that for the most part, it will just be me and Darrell celebrating together — so different to years gone by.
There won't be a large Christmas roast, just cold meats, and salad around a neighbour's house. Nobody wants to be cooking a three-course British Christmas Dinner on the 25th, least of all me. This year, I will be putting my feet up, and letting someone else do all the work. This will make a pleasant change, since I am the one who usually does it all.
Both Darrell and I remarked, earlier, how much we miss Christmas with friends in Southampton. We truly had some memorable times, with some remarkable characters; not traditional celebrations, but rather unconventional in nature, partying with like-minded individuals and enjoying the festive cheer.
Things are very different now and that can be hard to come to terms with!
The past two weeks have been somewhat difficult if I am honest. After Darrell's news about his eyesight, I was due in hospital for a procedure, that had been planned for several months. This wasn't something I was looking forward to, but an absolute necessity, especially at my age. Thankfully, living in Australia, I didn't have to wait too long, and it was carried out quickly, without incident. Nevertheless, the procedure did throw up some concern, after two small tumours were removed.
This was completely unexpected, but after a follow-up meeting with my GP, to discuss the histology report, I was hopeful it wasn't anything to worry about, at least in the short term. I will have to have a follow-up hospital appointment in February, but for now, I am putting it to the back of my mind, along with the anxiety I suffer from, on a daily basis.
This was completely unexpected, but after a follow-up meeting with my GP, to discuss the histology report, I was hopeful it wasn't anything to worry about, at least in the short term. I will have to have a follow-up hospital appointment in February, but for now, I am putting it to the back of my mind, along with the anxiety I suffer from, on a daily basis.
None of us are getting any younger, and I am more aware than most of impending old age creeping up on me, faster every day. In truth, I don't like being 53, and I am not enjoying middle age. I have, however, worked hard to stay fit and healthy over the last four years, and I am doing everything I can to keep my weight under control. I understand the damage I have done to my body over the years, and although I can not reverse it, I am hopeful I can at least stop the rot in its tracks.
This week I heard from a friend back in the UK, Julie, who I used to work with at The Newcome Arms in Fratton. Sadly, her long-term partner had passed away; naturally, she was devastated. I didn't know Bill very well, but he was a wonderful character, who was always kind, and courteous towards me, and an absolute pleasure to know.
I felt so upset for her and her family, losing a loved one, especially at this time of year. Bill wasn't an old man, but his sudden passing made me realise, just how fragile all our lives are.
There are times I feel down and depressed, but I am so grateful for the life I now lead. It may well be quiet and uneventful, like most people's lives in Australia, but it is successful, fruitful, and extremely productive, who could possibly ask for more.
When someone dies, you often think about your own mortality. I was close to Julie at work and have frequently thought about her. The death of Bill will affect many of those I knew in Portsmouth, and I am just glad I got to know him, and all those from The Newcome Arms. With Christmas just around the corner, it is so important to remember the good times, because those were the occasions that got me through my worst days. People like Bill were the fabric of a neighbourhood that welcomed me with open arms, and that is an aspect of life I miss, living in Australia,
Hopefully, the next few weeks will be better than the last, and Darrell and I can look forward to another happy Christmas together. Putting personal issues to the back of my mind, it's time to look positively towards the future, and put the last few weeks behind us! I will be glad to see the back of 2024, as I'm sure most of you will. This has not been the happiest of years, so lets hope 2025 surprises all of us and is the start of something better!
This week I heard from a friend back in the UK, Julie, who I used to work with at The Newcome Arms in Fratton. Sadly, her long-term partner had passed away; naturally, she was devastated. I didn't know Bill very well, but he was a wonderful character, who was always kind, and courteous towards me, and an absolute pleasure to know.
I felt so upset for her and her family, losing a loved one, especially at this time of year. Bill wasn't an old man, but his sudden passing made me realise, just how fragile all our lives are.
There are times I feel down and depressed, but I am so grateful for the life I now lead. It may well be quiet and uneventful, like most people's lives in Australia, but it is successful, fruitful, and extremely productive, who could possibly ask for more.
When someone dies, you often think about your own mortality. I was close to Julie at work and have frequently thought about her. The death of Bill will affect many of those I knew in Portsmouth, and I am just glad I got to know him, and all those from The Newcome Arms. With Christmas just around the corner, it is so important to remember the good times, because those were the occasions that got me through my worst days. People like Bill were the fabric of a neighbourhood that welcomed me with open arms, and that is an aspect of life I miss, living in Australia,
Hopefully, the next few weeks will be better than the last, and Darrell and I can look forward to another happy Christmas together. Putting personal issues to the back of my mind, it's time to look positively towards the future, and put the last few weeks behind us! I will be glad to see the back of 2024, as I'm sure most of you will. This has not been the happiest of years, so lets hope 2025 surprises all of us and is the start of something better!
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My memories of Christmas are having all the family round on Boxing Day, and me making sure everyone had enough food and drink. I love making plenty of food for everyone and doing little special portions, so they all feel it’s just for them!
Geraldine
My memories of Christmas are having all the family round on Boxing Day, and me making sure everyone had enough food and drink. I love making plenty of food for everyone and doing little special portions, so they all feel it’s just for them!
Geraldine
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A place to call home
Finally, a place we can call home. A community of like minded individuals, who used to call Britain home. Now Spain is our choice, an altogether gentler, happier, sunnier and safer experience!
Luke Feb 16
