More precisely my (parents’) house! I technically moved out three years ago, but it’s still my home. I’m way too sentimental.
As a child I always said I’d have my parents move out when it was time for me to live on my own, so that I could keep the house all for myself. As you can tell, I’m very fond of it. This, my sentimentality, if anything, is what is keeping me from staying permanently in England. As much as I love the aesthetics of the houses and the surroundings here, I really just need to know that I can go home on a whim, without flights and trains rides to plan.