In less than a week the family and I will have relocated from Singapore to Auckland. My top concern is a very British affliction.
When we get off the plane in New Zealand we will have no jobs, no home, no schools sorted, no permanent visa for me the list seams to just go on. I’m not worried about these things as I’m sure we will sort them out in time. But there is one thing we can do nothing about. The weather.
Yes I know it’s stereotypical of us Brits to talk about the weather. But I think this time I can justify it and it’s not just a way to avoid talking about feelings or other touchy feely stuff.
You see we are arriving in winter, last Christmas we landed in Wellington in what was supposed to be summer. We froze! Thankfully with the drive north things got warmer.
Luckily we are moving to the north which should have the better weather. The flip-side to this is that all the houses aren’t built for cold weather. So for a few weeks a year it can be colder inside than out!
This is all standard stuff, but where my real concern is my two little girls. Both of whom have lived all their lives over 25 degrees and normally in the 30s. Their only cold experience (except air conditioned cinemas) was 2 weeks in Melbourne during June last year. Then when we were at our friends house after landing, she asked to go outside to warm up!
An old boss of mine used to say that there’s no such thing as bad weather just inappropriate clothing. Well my youngest is going to struggle. She finds it a hassle to wear pants, never mind long trousers, jumpers and socks. Note to self, check if the youngest even has socks……