A bit of random nostalgia – Cheltenham

I’ve found living abroad means I can get a bit nostalgic about the UK and my life there. I’m guessing this is pretty normal for expats, but it can be really random. Both the nostalgia, and the random events that trigger it. For example, this evening I was buttering a ciabatta roll for dinner andContinue reading “A bit of random nostalgia – Cheltenham”