There are many things about life and living in the UK that it seems, even after eight years, that I will just never get on board with. There are things that make me realise painfully, that this is not home. (Home isn’t home any more either, but at least it’s familiar.) But there is something I have in the UK that I do not have in South Africa, and that is an immense freedom. Â I realised that again today as Ameli and I walked along a canal and we took in and loved our environment.
If money was no object for me, I would spend January, February, March and April in South Africa, and May, June and November and December each year in England, because Spring is the most beautiful in England, and Autumn is hard to compare to anywhere else I’ve been.
Today I remembered my love for Autumn in England and for the freedom to be without fear …
…. before heading home for a two-hour nap.
These are the great moments. The ones I don’t want to take for granted.