March 17, 2016

My story – not always a happy expat!

At 20 I was in love with the world and its citizens. I left for Paris, the first stop of what will turn into years of […]
March 17, 2016

Hoffman Quadrinity Process, my first step into counselling

In 2003 I wasn’t happy, it is as simple as that. My tendency to self analysis had taken me to different counsellors and therapists but no one seemed […]
March 14, 2015

Immigrant or expat?

I have always called myself an immigrant. For some reason being an “immigrant” in my eyes had a lot more depth then being an “expat”. Moving […]
February 13, 2015

The evolution of language

I am following a very interesting conversation about bilingual children on the Facebook page of Expactclic (a wonderful resource for all expat women and, possibly, men too!) and, […]
January 1, 2015

Nostalgic walks

  Since I moved away I have loved going back and walk around, noticing all those things that I would probably ignore if I lived there. During […]
December 28, 2014

Reflections on “home”

My first thought on writing this post has been about what language to use. How can I better reflect on my last trip to Italy? What language […]
October 21, 2014

My journey through school – high school

Last monday Julia had her last school concert. “Come and say farewell to our year 12 students” said the school’s newsletter. I have read this so many times […]
October 5, 2014

A walk in the bush

I miss the mountains but, since I have become a master of compromising, a walk in the bush has its own magic!  
September 28, 2014

Once a country girl, always a country girl!

Although I escaped from my small,  provincial town as soon as I could, in the past few years I have become nostalgic for all the country […]
September 6, 2014

Getting closer, when you are far

When I first left home and Italy I was 20 years old. A friend and I decided to go and spend some time in Paris. My […]
August 17, 2014

The language of others

For years I struggled with my accent and the fact that I would never, really, linguistically belong here. If I had to make a formal phone […]
August 9, 2014

Old stones and new perspectives

I love old stones. I love the history in old stones. I love the smell and the feel of old stones. When I go back to […]
July 30, 2014

Internet friendships

A couple of months ago I watched a movie (Trust) about a young girl who was seduced and raped by an older man she met on the internet. […]
July 16, 2014

The nurturing of language

From the moment Julia was born it was apparent that I could never speak to her in English. I always knew that I wanted my children to be […]
June 11, 2014

Am I a European snob?

A few weeks ago I went to see an exhibition of the London Royal Academy of Arts at the Bendigo Art Gallery. Bendigo is an historical town in […]
June 1, 2014

Long distance friendship across time

I met Fiona in 1990 in Kota Bharu, Malaysia. I walked into Mummy’s Youth Hostel, tired after a night bus trip, and there she was. I […]