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Our blog, the reasons behind it
09:45, Tue 7 November 2006
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Over the past year, I've had some good feedback, and flak about what is written here. Seeing as all we own here now is a blow up bed, 2 garden chairs, a portable tv, and this laptop I am on, I thought I would put a few words as to why, sometimes, this blog could be seen as propoganda on why to leave the UK, lets not forget, the country I was born in.I was born in London, in an area where the sense of a community was extremely strong. We lived 6 doors away from my Nan, the idol of my life. Even though it was on a main road, my Mum would ring my Nan, and say D's coming down. I would be let out, watched all the way, but walk down on my own, and into my Nan's house. As I grew up, I lived in a lot of different areas of London, but came to settle close to where I was born, albeit in a more expensive area. Where I live, it's great. There are lots of trendy bars, nice people, and although the community spirit died long ago, with people keeping themselves to themselves, it's still a nice area. Now, here's my thinking. 10 years ago, my old Dad went to Aus, came back and said, "Son, you need to get out there, the quality of life is so much better". I laughed, and said I would never leave the UK, and if it was so great over there, why are loads of Aussies over here. What I did not realise then is the true meaning of the very famous phrase "Youth is wasted on the young". My Dad did not dispute my remarks, just shrugged his shoulders and said, "OK, I am telling you one day, you will go". I did not realise that in HIS lifetime, he had already seen the decline, and I just needed to see it from the level that I had observed it from in my lifetime. I would never had left the UK 10 years ago. I had a great job, living life to the full, and I never considered taking such a bold step. Things changed a lot in my life over the last 10 years, and my eyes began to open that things that were there before, were no longer there. I have friends, good friends, who are not from these shores, but they work hard, they pay into the system, and they have integrated. Let's be fair, they had to in those days, people would not have accepted it any other way. I dont know when it happened that we became all politically correct, but we did. Working in blue chip banking environments, you would not believe the seminars I have been to. There are so many rules, laws, unspoken guidelines. All in the name of political correctness. Our immigrant issues, in my belief, stem from this. England is an island, same as Aus. Except, we are not an island, we are joined to France by the Channel Tunnel, and Europe by the EU. I kind of understand the reasons why we cant just say, Bollox to the lot of you, exports, UK business etc, but how did we get here ? I dont know, but I do know the writing is on the wall. My job, in the UK, is largely finished. My Dad qualified as a top class engineer. He can do things with metal and moulds that any man on this planet would be proud of. I could only marvel at the things he made. He saw, many years ago, a "thing" called a "computer". He thought, oh shit, this will be the end of me, and he was right. Moulds are made my computers, and unless you know how to run these things, you are un-employable. I see India. My current contract is finishing because it is going to Bangalore. An Indian chap will do my job, from India, for 20% of my rate. That is life. Years ago, it would not have happened, but with telecomms the way they are nowadays, you can work from anywhere. Progress is good, but someone always pays somewhere, and while I am not exactly paying, if I had not had the foresight to emigrate 2 years ago, I could be in a dodgy position now. The days of the UK big bucks are over. If you are in the markets, on the business side, you are safe for now. It wont be long, I say 10 years max, before these jobs also move abroad. This is where my relationship with the UK goverment, and my old mate Prescott comes in. The UK is no longer a nation, it is a sheep. Maggie, for all her thoughts, loved Britain. Somewhere along the line, I think we lost our nationality. I dont know when, I dont know how, but I know I have, and I am going to the only place in the world where I think it still exists. I am thankful to the UK. It has made me lots of money, bought me up, made me the person I am today. It has given me the life I always wanted, and the most beautiful wife in the world. Now, I dont see anything else for me here, only trouble, and that is why I am off. I am just lucky that I met someone who also shares my belief, and has the spirit to try something new. { Last Page } { Page 47 of 77 } { Next Page } |
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