Here’s where to keep in touch with “home”
“Those of us with any sense have been stoutly ignoring the state visit by Emperor Bush to London this week (whilst those of us without sense seem to have spent the week attempting to scale the gates of Buckingham Palace, where the nice guards with silly hats have shown admirable patience…)” Dave Stock writes for British Expat magazine about the Bush State Visit to the UK and the Rugby World Cup final.
“Of course, I’d heard about the ghost of the Bearded Sailor. And so many people had said, ‘If you’re going to the North West of Scotland, you must go to Sandwood Bay.’ I was half expecting a burger van and an ice cream stall, and ‘Coaches by Appointment’.” Mike Clark visits Sandwood Bay in search of the ghost of the Bearded Sailor.
“It’s not often I get email from a monster. And I would have ignored it, had it not contained such a heartfelt plea. But the obvious pain and suffering incurred in the arduous use of the keyboard with webbed feet, brought a tear to my eye.” Mike Clark shares an email from the Loch Ness Monster.
“The book is very lively, the writing provoking laughter, anger and perhaps a few tears. It’s not just an autobiography, it’s an excellent story. And it’s an amazing piece of social history, well written and well researched. I recommend this book to anyone.” Kay reviews Ivy Alexander’s fascinating story of her life in wartime London.
“It has been some 30 years since I flew off to warmer climes clutching my passport and the intention to return home one day. But now that I’ve had my fill of wadi-bashing, dune driving, and tax-free living, I find that home has turned into a cross between a yob’s paradise, a banana republic and a police state. What the heck has happened to Britain during my absence?” Linda Heard ain’t planning on returning to the UK any time soon…
“OK, so you can’t buy Baked Beans the way you like them and Marmite’s a no-no. OK, so export Guinness is a treacly mess. OK, so you get The Times three days late. I know living abroad isn’t all hay and sunshine, but it has one major advantage – you are all about as far away from British Bus Stops as I would wish to be.” Dave Stock indulges in a rant at one of his pet peeves…