It’s a year ago this week that Finn, Clara and I finally landed in Singapore. A year I didn’t think we’d see out at some moments. A year that I don’t think anyone thought we’d see out, to be honest. But, spoiler alert, we have done… To me, aged twenty eight and a half. The me who has never dreamed of travelling. The me who actually hasn’t really traveled at all. Ever. This is the new beginning you didn’t know you needed or wanted. The first few years of married life have been spent trying to balance babies and bill…

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Rest In Peace: Bonnie the cat. The sassiest four pawed creature I’ve ever known and loved.   How many time’s have we said goodbye now? Since joining the expat ranks that is. There was the first goodbye, just over a year ago, when Karl got on a train headed to Heathrow airport ready to start setting up life for us all. Then, a month or so later, there was the second goodbye. The one in the very, very early hours of the morning out in the street outside my parents house in France. I was crying. My Mum was crying.…

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A non-exhaustive list of some of the things I am currently missing after a glorious month at home. This is the precursor to homesickness. I know. Just let me wallow in it in my jet lagged, emotional state. Disclaimer: please don’t judge me Love Island More specifically, watching Love Island with my bro whilst eating a family size tiramisu Cups of tea in the back garden Hayfever Grazia Being woken up by the dog The cheese shop Make up not sliding straight off Being able to ask someone else what’s for dinner Someone else cooking dinner Someone else clearing the table…

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I’d like to think I have always been fairly honest when talking about my struggle to adjust to expat life. I haven’t ever tried to sugar coat it, nor have I deliberately been negative about it. I’ve tried to share – some would say overshare – the up’s and down’s of life once the dust settles. Some have embraced the conversation, others have set out to completely invalidate my feelings. I’ve been on the receiving end of an onslaught of comments, messages, and tweets from people who have actively taken time out of their day to let me know that I…

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Last week Huff Post published Independent Dependant. I knew that this would be opening myself up for public ridicule online, I knew that there would be some people who would go out of their way to deliberately be offended by it, and I knew there would be a small number of people who would contact me directly to tell me so. For the most part I’m not arsed. The handful of comments, tweets and messages is a drop in the ocean compared to the thousands of likes, loves, thanks and understanding. But there was one theme that kept cropping up…

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