Neither of us is British and yet we moved here because it was something we both wanted to do, at least for a little while. Like 5-7 years little while, and then move on, but retain the possibility to always come back.
I don't regret moving here, and I came knowing it would be hard to get back on our feet and the like. We've had some amazing experiences, met some great people, and done all sorts of cool stuff. I really like the weather (except the heat), and its great for Other Half and his career. We go out to a lot of shows, try new food, shop all sorts of places people would die to have access to on a regular basis, and generally do a good job entertaining ourselves
I wouldn't mind staying, but since the referendum you wonder at the future. We are in prime earning years with no kids and the salaries here just don't cut it, and the loss in the £ since 2016 has been rough. To us there is an undercurrent of just being tolerated and it is hard to feel stable when you don't even know what your immigration status is going to be in a year (even if its fine, I don't trust that old bag in Number 10). The future now feels rather bleak here, and I can remember when I first came to work in 1997 how it seemed like anything was possible and people were engaged. I don't like the "banter" at a certain level, or the passing off of cutting remarks as "just a joke", nor do I like the rampant class system and barriers that presents (could be more affected by this due to being in London and what I do for work).
And finally, I REALLY hate the football supporters and am truly dreading Saturday afternoon. Other Half will accept if Sweden lose, but he won't accept England fans taunting him non-stop - and that includes his work buddies and our old friend back in Minneapolis.
