It isn’t always wise to follow the time-honored axiom “Just Be Yourself.” The reason is simple: my family is from the U.S. Northeast, but now we live in England. If that doesn’t boil it down enough, imagine this: Tony Soprano of the Sopranos and Lady Mary of Downton Abbey seated next to each other at… Read More To the Manners (Not) Born
My mother came for a visit to the UK, our first American visitor. It was a wonderful visit, except that my mother was convinced I was trying to kill her the whole time. The motive was unclear (at first, anyway), but the methods were many: 1. Death by podiacide. I don’t think “podiacide” is a… Read More Mom Makes Landfall
As an expat family in England, we’re kind of like that spouse in a divorce who moves out of the house, has only partial custody of the kids and needs to find new friends because the ex isn’t sharing.
