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Wed, 12/01/2010 - 07:45 -- Bee

Last year I was stuck in Cambridge, unable to travel because of immigration restrictions, and I decided to make a list.

I sat in a cafe I disliked in a town I hated with a piece of paper and a bleary pen. I outlined where I wanted to be, and what it would take to get there. The specific destination was less important than the philosophical imperative of change - profound, brutal, transformative, necessary.

Back then I didn't like my life, so radical departure did not pose a threat. Transgressions are immaterial if you have no expectations.

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Sun, 11/14/2010 - 21:00 -- Bee

Economic indicator: Taxes & surcharges on a single roundtrip ticket to the states? £254.90.

That, my friend, is more than the ticket itself. Business people don't care, but a family? It can hurt. Although, for the first time ever, I can afford to buy myself a ticket without worrying about how we will pay for food this month.

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Mon, 11/08/2010 - 21:00 -- Bee

With stunning efficiency, the authorities just noticed I pulled my kid out of school. Two years ago. In a different county.

Since I followed the correct procedures, this means that it took the council exactly that amount of time to process the paperwork. Amusing for me, as my family does not require support or intervention. Not especially thrilling for the people who might need help - namely the kids who drop out of school for significant financial or social reasons.

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Sun, 09/12/2010 - 21:00 -- Bee

Moving to Cambridge was a whim, an adventure. Remaining was pragmatic - I lacked funds to find a new home. My visa (and hence eligibility to apply for citizenship) was contingent on the job of another person, who was determined to live in a town I loathed. I prioritised allowing my children to grow up near their father. Etc.

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