Opinion / Fernando Augusto Pacheco
Home from home
On the day I became British, the thermometer hit a balmy 31C – which felt appropriate to this sunny Brazilian. For the ceremony at the Old Marylebone Town Hall this week (pictured), I sat with a Croatian couple on one side and a Japanese woman behind me. All in all, people from 16 countries were gathered to become UK citizens.
It was a momentous day for me. My love affair with the UK started at a young age, all because of music. It began with the Spice Girls, my first musical obsession, and continued with the Pet Shop Boys, whose songs spoke to my heart like the music of no other act. And then there was Erasure, All Saints, New Order, George Michael… The list is far too long. Combined with my fascination for British print publications, all of this filled my mind with thoughts of moving here to study journalism and then, perhaps, working in one of these vaunted magazines (wink, wink). I’ve now lived here for 15 years. The UK is where I’ve made most of my longtime friends, fulfilled my work ambitions, shaped my music taste and met the love of my life. And yet becoming a citizen has given me an added sense of security and belonging.
I found myself anxious in the days before the ceremony. There were silly thoughts that I was somehow betraying Brazil or that my parents wouldn’t approve. Of course, it was all in my head: my parents are happy for me and I’m still very much Brazilian too – just with a lovely dose of Britishness. Citizenship is about love. In the past few years, the UK and Brazil have had a tough ride politically, resulting in a worsening image abroad. But as they’re now officially my two countries, I won’t give up on them. I feel protective and hopeful that things will get better.
Fernando Augusto Pacheco is a producer and senior correspondent at Monocle 24.