9000 hits and counting...

I noticed that my visitor counter passed the 9000 mark this week. It's amazing to see so many hits after almost three years of posting updates. I hope everyone still finds it a good read. You may have noticed in recent months that I've tried to write more often about the contrasts between life in Australia and the UK.

As our third anniversary of life in London approaches Garry and I feel less and less foreign every day. However, our resolve not to remain here long-term continues to grow. Without a doubt the weather is a contributing factor, as is the harsh pace of London life.


It would also be fair to say that the British have some odd habits, traditions and arcane institutions that we struggle to comprehend. For example, the blatent lack of care and enthusiasm exhibited by people working with the public is beyond comprehension, while petty nanny-state bureaucracy never fails to astonish.

The English passion for bland food, quaint cups of tea and public drunkeness also stand out, while I personally dislike the fact that so many buildings are poorly designed, feel like rabbit warrens and lack inspiring decor. An obsessive-compulsive minimalist would have a complete and utter break-down within weeks of arriving here.


On the positive side; regional travel is relatively easy and affordable (as are journeys to most parts of London thanks to the tube), the cultural events are numerous (we're off to see Dawn French and Jennifier Saunders next week) and the immersion in living history is unequalled.

Thanks for reading!