Recently I’ve been thinking a lot about last times. Will this be the last time I see my friend? Will this be the last time I drink a pint of Doom Bar? Will this be the last time I see the sun set over London? I realise that I’m being totally overdramatic, but I’ve just curious to see if I’m actually going to miss the things I think I’m going to miss or if I’ll ended up missing other things I didn’t even consider.

I’m going to miss my family and friends – there’s no doubt about that. There are going to be days I want to be home hugging my Mum and annoying my siblings. And I’m going to feel mildly depressed every time I see photographs on Facebook of my friends having fun. But what about things, not people?

Think I’m going to miss Cadbury chocolate. I know, I know. Cadbury is sold in Australia, but it DOES taste different. Also think I’m going to miss British television shows and comedy series. Shows like Question Time, Peep Show, Have I Got News For You. Even Top Gear sometimes. Lastly, I really think I’m going to miss English ale. Wait! There’s no think there, I really am going to miss ale. And good ginger beer. Now I’ve tried Bundaberg Ginger Beer and it’s very nice. But it’s not Old Jamaican Ginger Beer.

But I’m far from crestfallen when I think about the things I may or may not miss. Instead I’m trying to think more and more about the new first times I’m going to experience. The first time I meet a new group of friends. The first time I cook food on a Weber. The first time I binge on Cherry Ripes. The first time I scream like a hysterical girl when I see my first Huntsmen.

For the things I’ll miss? Well I can learn to love Australian chocolate. I can buy DVDs of British TV shows. And I start to brew my own ale. And for the people I’ll miss? There’s always Skype and sulking.