Hello. My name is Cait West,* and I’m an Anglophile.
It all started when I was in elementary school, around the time I thought I was the next Annie Oakley and wore horrible bangs that started in the middle of my head. I wasn’t a tomboy exactly; I just lacked a little … grace. Then I discovered something amazing called English history and a certain incredible lady named Elizabeth I. It was all over for me after that. I ditched the whole pink cowgirl boots thing (eventually) and decided that a British princess was the epitome of a childhood hero. I got anglophiled.
I remember my mother (the classic movie buff) introducing me to Sherlock Holmes, as played by Basil Rathbone; to the elegance of Audrey Hepburn; to the really old version of Pride and Prejudice (you know, the one with Greer Garson and those hideous costumes). I used to wander around the house singing songs from My Fair Lady in an accent I tried to perfect by listening to my cassette tape of the soundtrack.
Over the years, I became more of a serious reader and got my hands on some Shakespeare and Dickens. I devoured the novels of Jane Austen in high school and almost cried when I ran out. These days, I’ve been reading up on Elizabeth Gaskell, P.G. Wodehouse, and my latest treasure, Kazuo Ishiguro. I’ve also come to the realization that the Brits have a wonderful talent for music, and I fill the air with Keane and Kate Rusby.
In my long and flourishing career as an escapist, England has become one of my favorite places to escape to. Although I’ve never actually set foot in the United Kingdom, I feel as if a part of me is at home there. The whole English world has become a second reality to me, a place of daydreams. Dear England, I love you.
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*Formerly known as Rose West (not the famous one) (it’s a long story).