RDP Sunday: Homecoming

Is this my homecoming when I cross the English coast, seeing the white cliffs of Dover?

Or is it when I see the Swiss Cross on the tail of the plane taking be back to my chosen country, Switzerland.

The first twenty years of my life spent growing up in London and moving, voluntarily, to Switzerland where I have been living for the past 54 years, I even landed in Switzerland on my 20th birthday, which was a coincidence,

I have nothing to hold me to London today. Family is no longer, just a couple of cousins, and friends are contacted by computer, be it Facebook, e-mail or messenger, or they might visit for a holiday in Switzerland. Although we are all now golden oldies and travel is no longer so possible.

Seeing the outline of the Jura mountain chain in my “back garden” and the greenery of the fields makes me feel at home.

RDP Sunday: Homecoming

8 thoughts on “RDP Sunday: Homecoming

  1. I’ve lived in Australia since I was 8 years old so it feels like home to me more than England. However, I still remember arriving in the UK in 1990 with my British passport and being greeted with “welcome home!” by the immigration people at Harwich (we’d arrived by ferry from Holland).Once a Brit always a Brit I guess.

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