Personally, I moved to UK in 1970. And I loved it, embraced it, admired it, enjoyed it - London, the West Mids and the East Mids- and travelled all over- and fell in love with it, head over heels. Be it the secret beaches of Corwall, Devon, North Norfolk, or Pembrokeshire, the Dales and the Peaks, the Cotswolds and Rutland- and the large multicutural town where I lived the longest, raised my kids, did my Degree, had a full career. And we moved back to my place of birth on retirement NOT because we had come to hate it - like many who moved- but because we wanted a change, and my very elderly parents desperately needed help- and we fell in love for a very very old wonderful house up in t'mountains.
Kept a property in the UK, have DDs and GCs there, family and friends- and come back very regularly and travel all over.
But what I truly really loved, the mix of people and cultures, the tolerance and love, the GSOH, the care for those less fortunate- is what is all disappearing now- because of the B word- we will be there 2 days after the election- and we so look forward to being with DDs and GCs - but in a way we are dreading it. Even in early November- people felt so divided, that magical, friendly, open and tolerant GREAT Britain just did not feel the same anymore - it felt changed, in a way that we found heart breaking. Not because we don't love it- but because we DO!