I just got back from spending Christmas in Northern Ireland. I always refer to Northern Ireland as home. I am howvever glad to be back in my own house that just happens to be in Canada.

I call this house "home", I dont like the house much but its where I live.

I'm not ready to call Canada home yet, and will decide on that once we have been back home for a holiday. Of all the places I have lived in England the area that feels like "home" is NW3, 6 and 8 in London and I havent lived there for 20 years.

Home is here on the North Shore of Nova Scotia where the blue sea of the Isle of Wight blends with the hills of the Dales, where the highlands of Scotland meet the dense forests of Nottingham, where the rocky shores of Cornwall meets the smooth waters of the Lakes. Home is where I do not have to lock my house or my car, where road rage doesn't exist, where cars stop for pedestrians, where neighbours leave gifts on your doorstep, where crime is not in your face, where I am not watched on CCTV or photographed on roads, where I can take people at face value, where I see fewer than ten cars on the way to town. England is not home it is a prison.

Like Biiiiink, home is Scotland though I don't much like the shortbread tin and wee plastic piper image. We have a large print of Glencoe on our wall where we spent many holidays and boozy weekends. That Glen is where my heart lies as my Mother's family is from there.

Canada is home for now, specifically Hagan avenue, Guelph.

Canada's not home to me, London's home, but I'm not a fanatic about not belonging here in the way my children are - they don't travel on Canadian passports, don't date Canadians, are generally a bit shame faced about having grown up here despite it hardly being their fault that they were born abroad.

A friend of mine who "looks like he's from somewhere else" (his family came from Lebanon many years ago) would get questions like that. One time I was there the conversation went something like:

"Where are you from?"

"Ottawa."

"No, I mean where were you born?"

"Ottawa."

"Okay (starting to look frustrated), where was your dad born?"

"Ottawa."

When we go to see my family in England we are going "home", when the trip is over and it's time to get back to NS, we are going "home".

Home is all the places I have been happy and now it's wherever my wife and kids are.

Good answer. I pick this one for the vote of the best definition of home!

We lived in Victoria, BC from 1998-2000 and it's still home (in the meantime we've had 4 UK addresses and 2 US addresses). Taking the ferry from Tsawwassen and cruising down the Pat Bay Highway feels like entering our own front drive, even after all these years. Take us back!

there realy is no right or wrong answer to this question...the answers are just as diverse as the question is itself...

i have been here a year now....and people still ask..where are you from..? i say australia! ...i still call it home..however..if we are out and about etc...i will say lets go home..or i can't wait to get home.meaning our home here in Canada...sooooo

it realy depends on where i am and who i am talking to ..but deep within..home for me is back in australia...i love it so much!!!!...

Right now I don't feel I can answer the question as it was asked.
My home is the address where I live as it says on my new Ontario Drivers Permit, but "home", that still alludes me.
It was my parent's home when growing up and for the first few years after I struck out on my own. My folks moved from there many years ago and I left South Africa a long time ago and there's no going back - it's just too dangerous - and I've moved on.

I'm a Brit citizen and loved living in London, but it wasn't "home".
Toronto is great and I'm enjoying getting to know that place and it's way too early to know how I feel about it.
I fell in love with Vancouver way back when and still think that's where I want to be.

However I've moved around a fair bit all my life and have come to the conclusion that "home" will be a special place/house that feels just right, more than a town or city or even a country. I can dream can't I?

I don't know if I'll ever find that place, but in the mean time I share my life with my OH and that's all I need.

The OED gives a few interesting definitions of home:
1. the place where one lives permanently - flat or house
2. an institution for people needing professional care
3. a place where something flourishes or from which it originated

So, to answer:
1. I really hope not
2. I really hope I never will
3. Not here

Welcome back - so how did the hols go in rainy Belfast/Antrim? Did you and the kids get up to much or just spend time with the family - are you really glad you weren't staying - did it get you over any homesickness?

Sorry OP for thread hijacking

Surprisingly, since I've never lived there, Normandy is my current interpretation of "home". I'm a bit like YYZ in reverse.

Are you moving to France then Novo?