Five Years Later

It doesn’t quite seem like five years.

I’m not in the happiest frame of mind right now due to an ongoing mouse issue that I can only deal with in the 40 or hours that I’m home before travelling to a remote office park again for the week.

But, aside from that right now, it’s been a good five years. Old friends, lots of wonderful new friends, achieving some childhood dreams (working for Activision!), navigating the weird and wonderful world of the United States, and more besides.

I understand that as an immigrant to this country, I’m playing things on easy mode. Whilst many foreign accents are greeted with defensiveness and hostility, being a White British Male means that instead I’m greeted with ‘Oh my goodness, I love that accent!’, even at times propositioned in a style straight out of Love Actually. So my experience isn’t the same as many. But it has been mostly good so far.

Living here has also made me so much more British. I mean, I’m writing this while wearing a British Rail t-shirt. Being disconnected from home has made me appreciate the different environment I grew up in (both from a national and a personal front). Look, I watched a Morecambe and Wise Christmas Special last week. I have a problem.

Anyway. Five years. Ups and downs. But hopefully more ups to come.