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Economic crises... unelected cabals kicking out the Prime Minister: the signs are all there. It's at this time of year that an expat's thoughts turn most wistfully to England. Spring in full blush never seems to hold quite as much promise elsewhere. When you've lived abroad for as long as I have, the heart pines more urgently for the little rituals that mark the lengthening of sublime English days. The happy wheeling out of the barbecue for the inaugural dinner al fresco. A thrilling English Test victory at Old Trafford. The annual exchange of recriminations over the Eurovision Song Contest.