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Looking back: Life in Austria – Catholic School and First Holy Communion
When I was seven my father’s second overseas posting was at sea. He was the onsite chief geologist on a deep-sea drilling ship. He would be away for three months and then home for one, which meant that my mother, my two … Continue reading
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Posted in Reflections of Life in Austria
Tagged Austria, Catholic School, convent, Expat, expat children, expat life, expat spouse, Holy Communion, Humour, Hungary, Moving, nuns
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Summer hols and the need for a cheeky glass of wine..or two
Last night I was having a cheeky little glass of white wine whilst snuggled up in an armchair next to a deliciously warm fire. Outside a vicious wind was howling ruthlessly above the loud splatters of a torrential downpour. What a … Continue reading
Posted in Reflections of Life in Holland
Tagged Bad weather, being a mum, children, Holland, Humour, Michael Jackson, Rain, summer holidays, summer vacations, Wii
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Oops, I did it Again!
We have new neighbours, which is nice because the old ones were a young Dutch couple with small children with whom we had nothing in common. So I was thrilled to hear that our new neighbours are……… a young Dutch … Continue reading
Le Eeler
We’re still in La douce France at the Aunties’ French getaway, a beautifully renovated barn in the midst of the rambling countryside of the Deux-Sévres. It’s a lovely warm evening on the sunny terrace at the front of the small … Continue reading
Posted in Reflections of Expat Life
Tagged expat life, France, French, Healing, Humour, Rosé, whit witch
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Nesting Instincts: Creating a New Home, Again!
Oh my God, the house was filthy. My house, my new house where I was going to be living together with my husband and our baby son. I had been warned by my Dutch friend, Anneke, who had just moved … Continue reading
Posted in Reflections of Life in Egypt
Tagged Cairo, Cleaning, Egypt, Expat, Expat wife, Family, Humour, Moving, Nesting Instincts, New Home
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