Things I'm trying to get used to: the crunch of leaves under my feet, driving a manual car, saying 'sorry I don't have any change' in a shop and the checkout staff looking shocked and saying 'uh that's ok...', closed shoes, trying to work out how to use the heating in the car and ignoring the switch for the AC, remembering to pick up a coat when I walk out the door, the intensity of autumn sunshine in the morning, twisty country roads, getting my morning caffeine fix from a high street that has more little tea shops than coffee shops, waterproofing my children, wearing socks in the evening to avoid numb toes, letting my kids get muddy and being totally ok with it, other drivers hanging back and saying 'no you go!', other drivers bothering to indicate, other drivers staying a safe distance behind when I'm not breaking the speed limit, parking spaces being way too small, trying to work out the storyline in EastEnders when I'm 7 years out of date, not actually knowing when I'll next pack a suitcase, old school friends saying 'fancy meeting at the weekend?' and being able to say 'yes!', the absolute rollercoaster of missing my old life and friends in Dubai with such intensity that it takes my breathe away, whilst enjoying every second of autumn, roast Sunday lunches, and gobsmackingly beautiful countryside. All a bit weird. But actually wonderful too.