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I moved country when I was nine, before that we moved house two or three times. My father had decided that he would probably go bust with the looming recession in the late 1980s so we moved to Portugal. From there we moved from rented house to rented house until we finally bought some land and built a home. I only lived there for two-three years until we all moved back to the UK for my and my brothers education. Since then I have moved every year with the exception of the last year and a half. Thats fifteen different houses!
I sort of envy my friends who have lived in the same house all their lives. The biggest difference was growing up in a micro-society of expates in the Algarve, the memes from youth society in the UK and the US and even in Portugal just didn't get through to me. When I came back to the UK, the place I thought was home, I felt totally foreign and I still do to some extent. And you know what? I feel better because of it. I don't feel tied down to a place or even a country.
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