My nephew moved in with us a few months ago, all the way from a Pyrenean idyll in the south of France. It’s really interesting seeing someone discover Edinburgh, it reminds me of all the compromises we’ve made along the way as well as the rewards of the move. It’s also interesting living with a ‘new’ person full-time. It holds a mirror up to everyone’s personalities and quirks and asks whether you’ll each change or grow the things about yourself that are suddenly more visible. Mostly, it feels like an excellent challenge.
In Scotland, another place is never far away if you need a change from where you are. When we first moved from Deeside and started exploring Edinburgh and surrounds my kids nicknamed East Lothian ‘California’.
East Lothian was how they imagined life on the western US coastline to be – sunshine, beaches, big skies, ice creams and ocean.
I like being close to farmland and watching the seasons dictate different things to people.
So on away days when we need to mix sand and soil with the city, we go to Scottish California.
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Relocating is an enormous hall of mirrors. You’re a tourist and resident, a stranger and a statistic.
It’s four years since spaces were unexpectedly available in an Edinburgh school. I was there at 9am the next day, in the mad last hours of term. At noon my husband found a rental house that allowed pets.
At the last minute, everything aligned. Just two days before, I’d pretty much written the idea off.
I took a photo every day for a year. It kept me hungry for finding silver linings and stories.
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