I had pretty much everything sorted to go in 2014, savings, house on the market with good equity, job offer with pay rise….already had my eye on the V8 Ute I was going to carry my MX bike around in…even the other half was dead keen, looked at some lovely villages about an hour outside Perth…wouldn’t want to live in the actual city, that’d be like swapping one form of multicultural hell for another… Somewhere just far enough out for us discerning ex pats.
Perfect.
….then both our fathers started selfishly having heart problems and we made the decision to stick around for family reasons, at least long enough until they’re cold in the ground….then we’re off!
See ya suckers, enjoy sharia law, modesty zones for women, the rise of FGM, being taught an archaic middle east religion in a UK school (Actually all religions are guilty of that not just Islam but no thanks all the same), poke it, that’s not the UK I grew up knowing. It’s weird that I feel I have more in common with Aussies who left the UK several generations ago than I do with current leftie Brits….sad state of affairs we’ve sleepwalked into.
Now the acid attack capital of Europe, the honour beating and killing leader in Europe and all that tit in a suit Sadiq can talk about are non binary gender toilets…sums him up really, light weight politician with Freudian toilet fixation….should be in an asylum not a public office.