“I never imagined that I’d spend half my life in England,” she said, looking out over the East River. “I never meant to give up my country,” and she added: “Do you know what ‘domicile’ means — in the poetic, tax sense? It means where you’re going to die, and when you go to the tax accountant, that’s what they want to know. When I go to meet my PriceWaterhouse tax-planning person, these questions are always intensely difficult for me. I’m swamped with anxiety.”
A little later, lingering over coffee, she said: “Martin and I talk about moving here all the time. When we left Uruguay we even looked at houses and schools in New York. But if I moved here would I stop feeling homesick? Probably not. It’s more an idea than anything else. Now New York is here whenever I want it, and that’s probably ideal. It’s handy living in the wrong place.”



