Be England What She Will, With All Her Faults I Love Her Still
This will be our fourth Winter in New Zealand now. In many ways it’s hard to believe we have been here that long but at the same time, England feels like a distant memory. I am homesick. I think it’s a number of things that have triggered it off. Facebook posts of friends over there at the moment. The delayed Christmassy feeling I get in June. Jackson having another birthday with no grandparents or cousins being there. I think most of all it’s just, about time. We’re very happy here. Christchurch is a great place to bring up a family, we have a lovely home, good jobs, we’re in a vibrant church, we’ve made some awesome friends. My homesickness isn’t about being unhappy here. Anyone who lives away from where they grew up will know this feeling, it’s not that you want to go back as such, you just miss all the good things you had there that you don’t have here, like for me… I miss being able to get a meal deal at …









