House is almost empty. Everything is gone. I am leaving tomorrow, even though it doesn't feel like it. I can't believe I abandon England, my home for the last 11 years. Everything is so familiar here, so accustomed and mine. I almost burst to tears in Morrisons, when I got to the bakery section and saw the scones, carrot cakes and flapjacks. Foods I couldn't understand 11 years ago, yet became so customary. I will miss you England, with all the funny phrases I had to learn, unique fashion choices, Christmas markets, lunch for dinner and tea for supper. You are not perfect, but you are so mine. It's goodbye for now, but not forever!