Canada had always been our dream. After getting engaged not only did we start planning our BIG day but we started planning for the BIG move!

After getting hitched in September and a short but romantic honeymoon in Barcelona, my new husband and I returned briefly to our old lives.

7 weeks later and after a whole lot of stress, tears and hard work, we were many thousand feet above the Atlantic Ocean on our way to our new lives in Nova Scotia.

Before leaving Scotland my youngest sister presented me with a notebook, a funky little number with a red stiletto on the front, and made me promise to write a diary so that one day she could read it and see what we’d really got up to.

This blog is an extension of that funky little notebook and it aims to tell our story so far. It will hopefully be a nothing held back account of life as a new arrival in Canada. I also wish to use this opportunity to draw comparisons between the two countries and to give you an insight into life in Scotland. I’ll even try to throw in the odd Scottish phrase now and again [watch out, they'll be in square brackets]! All comments appreciated.