A Home Away from Home

When we moved to Barnes, I felt I had come home. I left Sweden 20 years ago to get away from the small village I grew up in, yet always felt slightly homesick and proud when I thought about my beloved Lyckorna. In Barnes, I found a village, in London, a home away from home. I know we’ve been here just for 6 months, but it feels like longer. It’s like when you meet The One; like you’ve been together for ages and it’s meant to be.

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