What would this blog be without a regular homesick post? Actually I can’t remember the last time I wrote one. I know it’s creeping up on me when the thought of watching an English TV show fills me with dread because I just know it’ll have me longing for The Motherland. Plus, my Dad recently sent me some photos of his garden and I could instantly see Little Man running around there, in the English summer.

Normally the feeling appears around birthdays, holidays or when the weather starts to get warmer, I’ve never really felt it around my departure anniversary.

It’s been eight years today (TODAY!!!) since I came to Australia and since I assured The Mothership it would only be for a year or so. I haven’t been back to the UK since and it’s difficult. Our plan was always to continue on to Canada, a part of the world where it would be significantly easier and quicker for me to get home (and where Hubby could play in the snow). The longing is hard, the fact plane tickets are so darn expensive is an added strain and I find it hard to justify spending that amount of money on myself when I’m not currently working.

We have plane ticket money set aside for Little Man and I in case an emergency happens or I need to get back for any reason (don’t get me wrong, I’m not wishing for something to happen). But, I want to be there NOW! I want to visit my parents in their home, hang out with my nephews who are rapidly getting older. I want to visit Rome again and drive to Whitby. I dearly miss that side of the world and the ease of exploring.

I miss Old Blighty. It’s my identity and I desperately need to reconnect to it. I don’t want to be writing this post in a years time moaning how it’s been nine years…. and then ten. Fudge! I can’t get to ten years without going home, the thought fills me with dread.

I’d love to be writing a deeply moving post about the things I miss, what it means for me to be a dual citizen, how Australia has embraced me, the journey I’ve been on since arriving blah blah blah. But I can’t, it’s too much. I don’t want to dwell on these feelings of longing and helplessness for too long because if I could I’d be packing my bag for a trip home in a heartbeat. I just needed to say these things, put them somewhere and get on with the rest of my day.

Anyways, there’s my miserable homesick post for today – it should see me for a while!

Oh, and I want to say thank you again to Hubby for yesterdays post. It was so well received and we appreciated the unexpected positivity that stemmed from it. I feel so proud of him that he helped create an open dialogue regarding miscarriage from the male perspective.

Thanks for reading.

Until next time,




  1. Yes it’s on the calendar ‘Katie gone 8 years’……miss u every day but take comfort from having Michael and LM in our lives……and the countdown is on for nov !,,,,,what else can we say…..

  2. I am not going to complain about being home sick having moved from the North of England to the south now! That must be so hard. Oh and I love Whitby btw, I need to visit again. Though I should not compare as I am only 4/5 hours from home, but I do know how home sick feeling can just hit you. I was weeping choosing a fathers day card the other week. Time passes by too quick. You need to try and get back to the UK soon. I see on the profile on this post you are also a crazy cat lady! πŸ˜€ Ha we have a lot in common. The sarcasm too, I approve! They say that is very British right? Do you want me to give you regular weather reports and stuff so you miss UK less πŸ˜‰ I hope the feeling eases soon and you can work towards a trip back to Blighty. x

    1. Hahaha, from one Cat Lady to another, I would love regular weather reports and random sarcastic messages! πŸ˜‰ Whitby is one of my all time favourite places and one day I will take Hubby and Little Man there. 4/5 hours is still quite far… I think it’s all wrapped up in your childhood and teenage years, the places you grew up with and the familiarity etc. Hopefully I can get back before my 9 year anniversary πŸ™‚

      1. Yes I think you are right about the childhood and teenage years, you can not recreate that anywhere and though I am very settled here it will only ever be my second home if you know what I mean. I am guessing if you have frequented Whitby, you know Robin Hoods Bay? I love that place! It is real picture postcard. I guess I am not helping with the homesick stuff! We have had that horrible drizzly rain today but it has been humid, so not all good in the UK πŸ˜‰ Hope you are having a good weekend. πŸ™‚

        1. Oh I totally get what you mean. I think you’ve said it perfectly. AND YES, I LOVE (see, using capitals and everything!) Robin Hoods Bay, it’s like the one place I go on and on about all the time!! Just ask anyone!! πŸ˜‰

          We also have the drizzly rain here so I guess it does make me feel kinda’ UK-ish!

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