Dear Skerne Park Academy: I just found about you, a magical school in England where the parents apparently wear pyjamas and slippers during the School Run (for Americans reading, the School Run is the act of dropping kids off at, and picking them up from, school). This didn’t best please the head teacher (a.k.a. school… Read More Open Letter to Pyjama-Wearing Parents of Skerne Park
Maybe we’ve made it sound like one big adventure on Facebook, but that’s hard to avoid doing: expatriation really is an opportunity to be a tourist in your own life. US-based, my family wouldn’t have traveled to seven countries in the span of 12 months, learning how to say “hello,” “thank you” and “excuse me”… Read More One Year Later
“Let it go,” despite its dubious connotations with 90s-era psychobabble and Disney song lyrics, is a cliché with staying power. Because sometimes you must let it go.
The man I married and I share a few fundamental differences, but the most glaring is this: he is a proficient skier, and I am not. Multiple ski trips and at least three different encounters with private lessons have done little to raise my level of skiing fitness beyond “perpetual beginner,” as my husband lovingly… Read More Should Have Known Better
I’m noticing that the British, true to their reputation for reserve, prefer not to call attention to themselves.