As have other countries. I phoned home at the crack of dawn to find out if my family was ok. They might have been celebrating on the Promenade of The … Continue reading My country was attacked, again.
People keep talking about Alt-news as if it was some new American invention. Come on Brits, be proud, have Alt-News like straight bananas not been spewed for years out of … Continue reading For bananas’ sake
My having British children, now almost grown up, does not guarantee my rights to stay in the UK after we leave the EU any more than being married to a … Continue reading My British children: no guarantees
It’s been a strange time since July. Unsettling. There seems to be clouds surrounding me, the sun wants to come out but it’s hidden away by millions of droplets of … Continue reading Hiding under the mist
British people don’t do revolution, have been told for years. Well, this sure feels like a revolution, in an English kind of way. Theresa May maybe, but what next?
Evening walks around the hills of West Dorset open windows onto valleys and further hills, bluebells swaying gently in the wind, catching the last light of the setting sun…
“Tough” she said. “If you want to vote in the referendum, you should have taken the British nationality”. I should have seen it coming. And to a point, I agree … Continue reading EU referendum: no pressure