Britain 2008

Whilst I was messing about on Google search, looking for truck driving jobs (hubby is a class 1 HGV truck driver) I came across one particular site, which was a blog by an ex pat British driver living and working in Canada.

Here ... Living the dream

After we had both read Lyndons blog, and following links to other blogs, we made the decision to do some serious research into living and working in Canada, and we have both become regular readers of all the blogs listed on my sidebar.

With a lot of soul searching we finally decided that Canada could be for us, which brought us to August 2008 and the interview up in Newcastle, with the Canadian trucking company

The reasons for wanting to leave Britain are many, but for me the defining moment came a couple of weeks ago, in the city center, at my place of work (travel agency), when a man threatened a colleague and I , with a chair.
As soon as the man became abusive and threatening, we pressed the panic button, which is connected directly to the local police station, but it took them 15 minutes to turn up, in which time, the man had finished his rampage and after causing some damage to our computer monitors, and frightening the life out of the two of us, he simply sauntered out of the shop leaving us shaking with fear and anger.
The fifteen minute wait for the police seemed like an eternity, and when they eventually did arrive they did very little. The man was located and ‘spoken to’, but no action was taken.

As well as the little incident above, it wears you down seeing drug deals being made outside the store, and having to mop up vomit and urine, from our shop doorway on many mornings.

The positive aspects of living in North America seem to far outweigh the negative aspects of living in Britain in 2008, and, yes, we know there are drugs and crime over there.

On the way back from Newcastle, we stopped off in the beautiful city of Durham for something to eat, but after having to step over three comatose drunks, with their attendant bottles of White Lightning and Special Brew cans littering the area around them, we decided not to bother.