Coming home is a lonely experience. Typo, right? Should say 'lovely'? No, lonely is the right word.
We left the UK fewer than 6 years ago, for a new life Down Under. Those years were good years, in hindsight. We learnt a lot, we met some great people and we ate some pretty awesome food. There was always this thread of wanting to come back to the UK though, this pull of friends, and roots, and belonging. So, we took the plunge in December 2012 and moved back 'home'. Only it turns out that you really never can go home.
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