Britain’s Southern Coast

When I was ten years old, my father was in the military and was stationed in England for about four years. This means that most of my clearest and earliest memories, are from a country that is not on the front cover of my passport. After returning for the first time, three years ago, I have thought of little else, but to return. All sparked by the sense of “home” I felt, the moment I stepped out of Heathrow, back at the time I started this blog. Can we say, full circle?

Having been back in England for a short while now, I have found myself returning to some places that I have been before. It feels like a bit of a time capsule. While I have changed, so does everything else. Here are some recent moments I have “captured”…








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