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j-p-smith's picture
Mar.04.2011
We moved there because we'd run out of options. Until then we’d been teaching at a private school outside of New York City which was heading irrevocably towards bankruptcy. But I was also finding it incredibly difficult, as an aspiring writer, to get an editor to read my work without an agent; and...
nathan-burgoine's picture
Mar.04.2011
I was born a Yorkshire lad.  By the time I graduated to stammering and crooked speech, I had the appalling luck to have been raised in varying places in England that left me with a Geordie accent.   Why, aye. The accent has since been obliterated by time spent living in Canada, some speech therapy...
farzana-versey's picture
Mar.04.2011
When you bare yourself in a place, to a place, you know it has become an entity. Within two days in London, I wanted to return home. Fear - fear of myself - gripped me. I spent a good deal of time in the bath-tub. I slipped twice and went back to sleep. I could have drowned...that is when I thought...
loren-rhoads's picture
Mar.04.2011
The day was remarkable, almost faultless in its English beauty.  A flock of fleecy clouds crowded the vivid blue sky.  A thick carpet of deeply green grass washed across the plain to the stones.  I was here!  I was really here. The clouds parted overhead to spill golden light over the stones. ...
winslow-eliot's picture
Mar.03.2011
The summer I turned eleven we moved to Oak Tree Cottage on the edge of Ashdown Forest, in East Sussex. My parents chose this place to settle for several reasons, but for me the most important reason was that it was where A.A. Milne wrote Winnie the Pooh, and knowing that Christopher Robin (then...
margie-marybelle-mckinnon's picture
Mar.03.2011
"I traveled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea, Nor, England, did I know till then, What love I bore to thee. Tis past, that melancholy dream Nor will I quit thy shore, A second time, for still I seem, To love thee more and more. - William Wordsworth - When I was a young girl I...
aju-mukhopadhyay's picture
Mar.03.2011
Before going to Antwerp, Belgium and France with a common visa, I obtained a British visa for I could not restrain my thirst for visiting England while visiting some other parts of Europe, mainly because of our (my father and forefathers) long standing relationship with the English, not only as the...
loretta-miller's picture
Mar.03.2011
My first trip to London was via Tel Aviv in 1986.  My husband, Todd, had been tasked to deliver a paper on remotely piloted vehicles to the Israeli army.  A truly blatant case of 'bringing coals to Newcastle,' as the Israelis were already using RPVs in the field.  Nevertheless, it meant paying only...
april-rosenthal's picture
Mar.03.2011
My greatest impressions of England revolve around World War II.  As a Boomer Baby, I grew up watching films like "Mrs Miniver", etc..  I read about how the English held on even though their situation appeared hopeless. These films and books showed a people who refused to be defeated and...
len-boswell's picture
Mar.03.2011
My most vivid memory of England was my first visit there, in 1986, to attend the London Book Fair. The trip was vivid from start to finish. After landing at Gatwick and experiencing the usual baggage claim adventure, I managed to wend my way through the airport and book passage on a commuter train...