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This is just a timeline of my life so far, so if you need to waste some time, and you're in the mood for reading, your in the right place.

    I'm born in Cambridge, England, on Mothering Sunday too, what a pleasant surprise. I wasn't actually due until late June, so I was nearly 3 months premature, leading to me staying in hospital for 4 months in intensive care. During that time I had open heart surgery, a balloon valvomtomy, and basically put my parents through hell. 

    We lived just down the road from the famous tennis courts, and next door to Jimmy White, the snooker player! My mum, with my brother in a pushchair, we're in a post office when it was robbed! That's all I know from what I've been told, since I was so young.

    I lived here during my toddler years, and started Nursery school here. The only memory I have is of the double green front door to our house. But i do know that we lived in a little English community, so much for submerging ourselves in the French culture!  

    This is where we now are based, so I guess it's home! A great town, in the SW of England, the town is centered at the mouth of the River Fowey, where Wind in the Willows was based, pretty cool eh?! Not really a town as such, since it really only consists of one main street, it's the kind of place where everyone knows everyone else. A classic little Cornish village of sorts, with walks along the cliffs, and quaint tea rooms. During the summer it's packed with tourists, and in late August there's Regatta Week. Yacht racing during the day, and partying on the streets at night! In the winter it empties out, and it's just the locals who stick around. I go back there whenever i go to the UK, which is about once a year. I recommend it, Americans will think it's cute, and the English will enjoy the country side!

    The first house that we lived in for a significant length of time! This was where I really grew up, a small town in the north of England. I went to school in the near by town of Macclesfield, a bit bigger, with a little more going for it! I thought, of course when we lived here that it was the best place ever, but have realized after moving away how sheltered it was. Although it definitely had it's ups, our backyard was next to rolling hills, woods, and the River Bollin, (What is it with us and rivers?!). A great place to grow up, acres of country side to play in, but still close enough to town to not feel isolated.

    Well this may be where some of you came to know me, the Brit! I was 13 when we moved in August 97, just in time for the beginning of 8th Grade in San Domenico Middle School. I assumed that since Americans speak the same language and watch the same TV that it wouldn't be to different from England, but oh, I was so wrong! My first year there was certainly not the best, but after I settled down life got easier. I started high school, at San Domenico, the next year as a freshman, and found my niche in my crazy freshman class of 2002. The move made me realize how sheltered I was in the tiny town of Bollington, and I think that I've matured because of it, (a little at least!). I'm grateful for the move now, where better to live then 20 minutes from San Francisco? I still get a thrill when driving over the Golden Gate bridge, the Pacific on my right, and the infamous Alcatraz on my left. I'll certainly be coming back to the area again, after 5 years there it now owns a piece of my heart along with Fowey.

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