Three Katys tale
22nd February 2018
When I was in Year 4 there were three Katys in my class. Mrs Bell asked us if we could think of any way of making sure we didn’t each have to turn round every time anyone called: “Katy?”
A Norwegian in the UK’s Story
23rd September 2017
My life is both here in the UK, but also in Norway. Do I feel unwelcome? Not by those that matter. But I do feel in limbo and slightly overwhelmed by the PR application…
A German’s Story
17th September 2017
For me the ultimate goal will be that after having taken bite sizes of time out of my life for about a year I will make the move back to Germany on 30 September 2017 – after 22 years in the UK (I will turn 38 in October)…
A Pole in Yorkshire’s Tale
15th September 2017
I attended a recent 3millions lobbying event and when I arrived at the event “Schadenfreude” was all I felt. “Schade” (shame) because why we have to do it? It should be straightforward…
Stay and I suffer, or leave and my husband suffers?
13th September 2017
The 23rd of June 2016 was a dark day for my husband and me. We tried to joke about the referendum, as neither of us actually believed the outcome would be in favour of Brexit…
The difference between Europeans and the British, an Italian’s view
5th September 2017
My mum’s dad fought during WW1 on “Carso” – the Border between Italy and the Austro-Hungarian Empire. The battlefield was just 60km away from the village where he was born…
A former forces wife’s tale
5th September 2017
After growing up and Belgium and working in Switzerland, a whirlwind romance with a serving British soldier, saw her become a forces dependent, moving each time her husband was stationed elsewhere…
Marianne’s Story
15th August 2017
Next time I read ‘get rid of all EU foreigner scum’ on a Facebook page (not that I go on these very often but they do exist), I remember that my mother is still taking English lessons after my 30 years in the UK, just so she can speak to my husband whose French is sketchy at best.
A Dutch citizen’s tale about PR and naturalisation
10th August 2017
Is it strange that I nearly burst into tears at the end of my passport interview? After the unnerving first question “do you know why you’re here?”, I got through twenty minutes of fairly random questioning…