Originally Posted by debsy

Dear Pocky

Pocky, you need to start thinking about the future - I am sure that the Pole Dancing Girls and Warren will get you sorted out
Good luck with what ever you decide.

Regards
Debs

Originally Posted by Professional Princess

Hi there.

Its very easy to slip back into your old comfort zone and totally forget why you wanted to move to Australia in the first place.

We do tend to have selective memories of our old life.

The fact that you have researched if your hubby can go back to his old job, is a classic example of the panick you feel whenever you make a life-changing decision.

I know when I moved from Devon to London to start my vet nurse training, I hated London, Devon was fantastic, my old job was 'the best' and I could have had it back if I had wanted to.

My memory made me forget the crap wages, the boredom from my job and the bad bits.

Now, I wouldnt go back to Devon if you paid me, but it took a hell of a long time.

Yes, I can see why you are worried about finances and how your money will go down the longer you are there, but if you want to give Australia a go, then you musnt think about your finances vanishing.

Put 'your all' into making it work.

Homesickness can go on for months and whilst its the worst feeling in the world, it does get better.

With regards to jet lag, I was in Australia for 6 weeks and it took 10 days for me to feel half human really.

You need to be kinder to yourself. Dont think about moving to another house yet, allow yourself time to acclimatise to your new culture - because it is a completely different culture.

And if I tell you when I left for work this morning, it was cloudy, traffic stacked up back to back, ugly grey houses closely built, ashen grey looking commuters, living to work not working to live, rushing into work.

We will be lucky if we see the sun for more than a couple of months this year, and Im scared to leave my house in case im burgled.

Yes, everywhere has its bad points, but you have the chance to build a wonderful new life for you and your family.

Take one day at a time, be kind to yourself and take up the offers of the decent people of this site, that want to make contact with you.

And, in a few months time, when you're sitting in your garden sipping a cold beer, watching your family happy, healthy and settled, you will see that everything has come together for you.

And you will always have a constant source of friendship on this site.

You will be fine, I promise.

(but spare a thought for me when I clean my face and my skin is black from pollution. )

Originally Posted by Go Banana's !!

Bit concerned how you think my husband can sort Pocky out

Jill

Originally Posted by pockygoes

That worried me too - but your reply did make me snile - not an easy thing at the moment!! Mind you I have a G&T in my hand at the mo - so that helps. Also it was my birthday 2 days ago & my hubbie bought me some vouchers for a facial & pedicure - maybe I should get down there & use them!!

Thanks again
pocky

Originally Posted by pockygoes

That worried me too - but your reply did make me snile - not an easy thing at the moment!! Mind you I have a G&T in my hand at the mo - so that helps. Also it was my birthday 2 days ago & my hubbie bought me some vouchers for a facial & pedicure - maybe I should get down there & use them!!

Thanks again
pocky

Originally Posted by pockygoes

That worried me too - but your reply did make me snile - not an easy thing at the moment!! Mind you I have a G&T in my hand at the mo - so that helps. Also it was my birthday 2 days ago & my hubbie bought me some vouchers for a facial & pedicure - maybe I should get down there & use them!!

Thanks again
pocky

Originally Posted by yonk

I felt like that moving from Oxford to Edinburgh. You have left your safe, familiar home and are somewhere strange.

Once you start to settle and get your own stuff around you and get to know the people and area it becomes more familiar and much easier. I wouldn't go back to Oxford but still struggled for a while up here but love it now.

Looking forward to our next move but I know there will be a difficult period of adjustment but I know I just have to expect it.

It does get better and if it doesn't, at least you have tried. My in-laws are bitterly regretting never having tried.

Originally Posted by pockygoes

Also it was my birthday 2 days ago & my hubbie bought me some vouchers for a facial & pedicure - maybe I should get down there & use them!!

Originally Posted by Professional Princess

Pocky, you can have your very own piece of London if you like, I can give you my Tales of a London Bus Route


This morning, I waited 20 mins in the cold waiting for my bus. When it finally turned up, I managed to grab my favourite seat (not the window lickers at the back, where people fall asleep and they dribble), but the one just above the step.

I think there must have been at least 3 people on the bus with TB. Coughing their guts up, one man didnt even put his hand to his mouth and was snot chewing.

It was synchronised coughing

Then, as if that wasnt bad enough, the ugly woman with glasses (fortyish) was noisily chewing gum.

Now I hate that, if you're going to chew gum, then please please keep your mouth closed.

It gets worse, it really does. Fat woman wearing tweed coat, who always gets on at 7.12am, had a wind problem.

Farting for London, she blushed, gave her ample bottom a rest and then let out another. Bending over to pick up her bag, I could see her massive pantyline showing with a gusset you could float a ship on.

So, get to Hangar Lane and the traffic is shit. I dont know why people beep their horns when they are clearly not going anywhere, but they did.

The bus reeked of guff, the TB contingent were merrily coughing and I was making 'nose marks' on the steamed up window by pressing my face on it.

Arrive at work at 8am, have my oats (porridge ) and now Im having a cup of tea.

And a journey of what should be 20 mins, takes over an hour on the way home cos of traffic.

Now for payback, I am going to eat sprouts, broccoli, baked beans and I am going to fart my way home to gas out those with TB.

Until the next installment.

Originally Posted by eatstatic

Leave London then mate, there is a whole country outside the 25.

London is not Britain, Sydney is not Oz. Two international cities, with a whole different counrty outside their suburban sprawl.

Why is so much empathasis put on the Greater London rat race? After all most poms only leave this for the Syd/Mel rat run to overworked consumerist hell.

Originally Posted by Sue from Manchester

I had to read this post out to the girls at work. Laughed so much I cried. It's just so true. don't forget though the drunk that always tries to talk to you, the person who is lost and doesn't speak any English and the old man whose overcoat reeks of urine.