Thanks!

Thanks!

It does look to be a bit on the pricier side, but probably worth it if its its quality. Thank you!

Having just arrived in the UK, we bumped into these people today. My wife questioned who they were and I said "They look like ultra nationalists". "I'm not sure" she pondered "they're wearing a lot of pink. It might be something more progressive". Then she asked a supporter with a young daughter "We stand against attacks and sexual assault of women and children....which is caused by illegal immigrants". My wife turned to me and said "no you're right. they're fascists".

It took one sentence to betray their real motives. And what bad taste to dilute something serious like sexual assault.

yeah nah, that's a fucken warm welcome, aye.

We're planning to live here. For our first year we are thinking in zone 2-3. After a year we'll evaluate if we should move a bit further out. In our spare time we're going to take the opportunity to see as much of the countryside, so maybe we'll fall in love with another city or town--but we're tethered to London for work at the moment.

Thank you! There are some meals I suspect Australia does better. I'm from a suburb with a large Vietnamese population which means I got pretty good Vietnamese food. I have doubts that London will have as good south-east asian food (but I am happy to be proven wrong). In my limited experience the pub food and Indian food is way better over here.

My wife's company has engaged an agency to help find us something near both our workplaces--I will mention Croydon when we meet with them next. Thanks for the recomendation.

My week involved moving from Sydney to London. Thirty hours traveling and in between it; stale airports. We (my wife and I) took the long way around, because the world’s decided to stay interesting (or breathtakingly stupid, as I see it) and the routes that would normally fly by the middle east now can't.

We're holed up in temporary accomodation now. Its clean and functional, soulless but convenient. Suitcases still mostly packed as if we might find permanent accommodation tomorrow, even though we wont.

It’ll take time to settle in, no doubt. But the food’s been good. Proper good. The customs run a little different to back home, sure, but the people… most of them have been decent. Courteous at the very least, and sometimes even warm about it.

I miss my dog, a mini Australian bulldog, who wont fly over until we find our new home.

That’s been my week. Figured I’d say hello while I’m at it. Seems like as good a place as any to start getting to know a few people here in the UK.