As the weather gets colder and wetter, my mind drifts to the city of my birth and I re-evaluate if moving to New Zealand 3 years ago was the right thing to do.
Kiwis, have you ever wondered why there seems to be a pom on every street corner these days. What makes these strange accented people pack up and travel 12,000 miles to a far away land where every one talks funny, where the wages are so poor that a large potion of it's citizens bugger off to neighbouring Australia in search of a financially richer life. A place where the effort involved in sourcing a rareish part for a motorcycle can turn into an eppic adventure to rival that of the Davinci code.
I can't talk for every Pom but here's a few pointers as to why I came.
So, did I do the right thing?
Hell Yes, I'm grateful to the UK for nurturing me, I miss my Whanau like crazy and I shall always support the English Footy team but but but, I fookin love New Zealand!
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