You Had Me at Goodbye

June is a rough month for expats, whether you’re coming or going or staying put. As June rolls around you’ll catch me doling out 100 Kroner notes like candy to cover the cost of leaving gifts; books, flowers, keepsakes and mementoes. June sees me squeezing in tea times here and coffee mornings there and drinks…where? Where were…

Four Expats and a Funeral

When you live abroad and someone on the other side of the world is gravely ill or passes away, normal rules don’t apply. No one pops round with a  tuna casserole to help the family out. There is no Shiva sitting or sympathy cards with the promise of masses held on the behalf of the deceased….

Nine Expats You’ll Meet Abroad

I’ve just about recovered from June’s flurry of going away parties and leaving teas, yet here we are, only at the autumn break and they’re starting up again. Yesterday I dutifully put on my boots, my smile and my waterproof mascara to go and say yet another round of good-byes. One of the honorees made a…

There’s a Girl in our Midst

I live in a house overflowing with Lego and Nerf. Star Wars plays a central and recurring theme. In a corner of one room there is a box used solely to store toy weapons. There are Thor action figures and Wimpy Kid books strewn about and more types of construction vehicle than I knew existed ten…