Yesterday, 05 July, marked the sixth anniversary of my arrival to London. A date I am keener to celebrate than my own birthday for some reason.
In the morning of that day in 2000, I stuffed my stuff in my little 106 Peugeot and drove off to end up about 7 hours later, in Surrey Quays where I would stay at a friend's place for a few months.
I remember, when I was probably about ten, wondering where I would be in 2000 when I would be 26. I didn't imagine at the time that I would be starting a life in a new country. There has been up and downs in those past 6 years (as should be expected) but on the whole, I think, the ups outnumbered the downs. I also got the chance to do things I would never have been able to do, had I remained in the sticks.
Here is to another 6 years!
In the morning of that day in 2000, I stuffed my stuff in my little 106 Peugeot and drove off to end up about 7 hours later, in Surrey Quays where I would stay at a friend's place for a few months.
I remember, when I was probably about ten, wondering where I would be in 2000 when I would be 26. I didn't imagine at the time that I would be starting a life in a new country. There has been up and downs in those past 6 years (as should be expected) but on the whole, I think, the ups outnumbered the downs. I also got the chance to do things I would never have been able to do, had I remained in the sticks.
Here is to another 6 years!
Not another six years!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you came :0)
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