I miss a lot about England when I'm working away, even the slate grey skies.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I miss England. I miss the weather. I've spent moss of the last 25 years on tour. I'm ready to come home.
Sometimes I miss the spirit of London, but it's a very gray place.
It's been the most astonishing year because I've been having a marvelous adventure, and yet I kind of sympathize with people who have to live in exile, because I've so missed England.
As I absorbed life here and understood it better, I just completely fell in love with England.
I'm English and love England. Whenever I'm there, I'm always seeing the present but feeling its past.
I miss London on nights in June or in October.
I love England from head to toe. I love the weather, the people. I was there in the summer and it was nice. The people are so groovy.
Now I am discovering the world once more. England has widened my horizon.
I miss Brighton enormously, enormously. There is so much I miss, including rain. I miss the verdant countryside.
What do I miss about the UK? Sadly, almost nothing. Maybe the midnight sun, in June in the north. That's all.