Hi all.I emigrated to Oz in 1970 and had the time of my life.
i left Oz in 93 after 23 years, i had lived in Melbourne met a lovely( and she still is) Ozzie girl we got married , moved up country to Swan Hill bought a business, had 2 boys and enjoyed a wonderful life.
But as so often happens we just got so tied up in the business we just grew apart, nobody else was involved it was just one of those things.
I decided to move back to Melbourne as a mate offered me a job.All went well for a while then one night sitting in my flat enjoying a beer or two i decided , hey its time i visited the family in the UK, i hadnt seen any of them for 20 years.
So i teed up a few weeks holiday from work and headed off, it was great , caught up with a lot of old mates, spent many a night at my old pub , went to watch my beloved Stoke City with my brother, it was great.
As it does all things must pass, it was time to go home to Oz, i was ready , id had my catch up and felt fullfilled and content, little did i know how it was to affect me on my return, i was mare than happy with my life in Oz, i had a casual girlfriend, i saw my boys every couple of weeks, things could not be better but there was something pulling me back to the UK, i dont know what it was because while i was there i thought , now i know why i left.
Anyhow i did return to the UK.
After a while i met a lady , a friend of a friend, and we started seeing a lot of each other , to cut a long story short we got married after 6 months , she has two sons from a previous marriage and with my two we have all we need kids wise,!!.
I had my boys over from Oz on three occasions for hols and the loved it .
I feel im tending to drift a little bit here but stick with it.
My OH and i decided on reaching sixty we really didnt want to stay in the UK as really its getting to be not a nice place to live , what with the crazy cost of living and the whole way of life being eroded by the government and the PC brigade, so we have moved over to France, i feel its a good compromise as my OH has her boys and grandkids in the UK and my boys are still single and on the move, as they tend to do in Oz.
So now im very happy here in France, i listen to 3 MP radio on the computer , read the Herald/Sun and The Age, and listen to the footy, Go North Mellbourne, my heart is still in Oz but hey it could be worse, i speak to my boys and my ex on Skype and we keep in touch via email, i cant ask for more can i, the weather here in central France is equal to Melbourne, summer at least , and the wine is cheap.
Im planning on going over to Melbourne for crimbo to have a beer or two with my boys , the world is so small nowadays there is no reason in the world we cant all keep in touch, or visit.
But just before i go , if anyone can come up with a cure for home sickness, they will be a millionaire, its the strongest emotion i know and i will never blame anyone for giving in to it.
cheers all and votre sante.¬!
