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What is it about me that I love shedding a skin from time to time?
And what's with all this moving (and shaking) dude?
Gypsy blood (as my closest mates have suggested)?
Was I born a travellin' man (tryin' to make a living and doin' the best I can)?
Is it wanderlust? A restless itch that needs a scratch?
I don't know - it's a puzzler.
It's not genetic, I do know that. My parents stayed in two houses (both in a similar part of one town) all their married life.
Our current move is inspired by a few things: SWMBO's unhappiness with her job and where we live (we needed another paddock so we've had the house up for sale for a while); my love, okay, obsession with English culture; the fact I can transfer within the parent organisation; James Whatley's advice - don't move away from stuff, move towards stuff; and a big part of that is moving to be closer to my family in Bury.
I think it comes down to few essentials.
One's a belief - that I want to (always) live my life close to the bone and the other's a fact - the world is a whole lot smaller than when my parents were about.
The global village that Marshall McLuhan wrote about is well and truly here. The school I belong to is called OneSchool Global and it has campuses throughout the world: Australia, New Zealand, Argentina, the Carribean, Europe, America and the UK.
It looks the same (uniform, colour schemes) and feels the same (ethos and vision), so I'll be among friends when I take up my new post as Head Teacher of OneSchool Kenley in Surrey, England, later in the year.
Love and peace - Wozza
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