Twelve years ago hubby and I were driving to a friend’s wedding when he said he’d been offered two opportunities with his then employer, one in Sheffield and one in Hong Kong, what did I think? As I’d spent my childhood moving around the UK, moving held no fears for me and wow, this was Hong Kong! Sheffield somehow never really got discussed…..December 2001 saw hubby and I and daughter (just 6) and son (almost 5) board our flight ready for Happy Valley Hong Kong.
Fast forward to June 2013. With eldest child (17) already in the UK at school and hubby about to embark on a new job travelling around the whole of Africa, we decided it was time for me and child number two (16) to head back to the UK.BUT he decided the only way for me to go back was in style. Two FIRST CLASS tickets were procured (love it when Asia Miles actually works) and after enjoying the FIRST CLASS lounge, son and me stretched out on our 6ft beds and slept for seven straight hours.
Our house is rented out until August so my lovely and long-suffering parents are putting my son and me up for our first four days, we’ve enjoyed sunny Brighton. We also got the opportunity to see my brother, sister-in-law and nephew too. It’s the main joy about being back here, re-connecting with my family and I know I’m going to relish time spent with them in a way I didn’t appreciate before going away.
Since then I’ve bought a car (thanks Dad for doing all the research beforehand), got a UK SIM card, arranged for my damaged suitcase to be repaired and …..
dealt with Dad being unexpectedly being admitted to hospital with pneumonia (now recovering thank goodness) and sorted out lots of little things that needed doing as part of repatriation.
All too soon we were back at Heathrow to collect daughter’s friend from Hong Kong, then off to Cardiff (home of father-in-law) for the next two weeks. Then best bit so far was being able to share, for only the second time, Parents’ Day at daughter’s school and then bring her back for the summer. The pleasure we are all getting knowing that we don’t have to force everything into just a few weeks is wonderful. The pressure cooker feeling I get most summers just isn’t here, phew!