Nearly, eight years ago I decided to leave the country I called home for thirty five years and move across to England. I moved to the North and it has been some sort of mind changing expeience so far. I have my good and my bad days, recently I have had many decent days of living. I have experienced the down to earth nature of the elderly and the ugliness of the youth. I am totally confused as to how I should feel. Confusion , because of the utter racial problems ,the ugliness tends to stick in your mind. I feel for the most part that I do not belong in this country, and trust me, some people have been very vocal about how they feel, which leaves me uneasy.