Anyway, to facilitate this change of lifestyle, we are moving to the country - I was totally against it at first – I love the River Thames, having the High Street five minutes’ walk away and being a forty minute train journey to London. OK so West London isn’t perfect, the pavements and roads haven’t been repaired for years [and this is in an area where 4 bedroom houses sell for £1.5 million!] The recession has left every sixth shop front empty, and as for the traffic! - it can take forty minutes to travel two miles, plus every street has cars parked nose to tail on both sides.
To get through, you have to challenge the other guy to a game of ‘chicken’ and force them into a gap - because they won't do it voluntarily. These lovely London-style houses are mostly Edwardian when no provision was made for cars – most don’t have drives unless the owners choose to give up their front garden – yup £1.5 mill and no front drive or garden!
We have leased a cottage in the Cotswolds, on the Oxfordshire/Warwickshire border to get us used to living with cows and sheep [OK so I’m exaggerating-a bit] and find a permanent house we really like to make our [last?] home. Naturally, my dream is the olde worlde manor house with a contemporary interior in a county town and his lordship would prefer a cabin in the woods with a shed the size of an aircraft hanger he can smash stuff up in [Those weren’t actually his words but the result will be the same]
Our daughter thinks it’s great, and wants to bring all her friends for chill-out weekends in the country, whereas our son thinks we have lost our minds and that we’ll suffocate once we get a mile away from a tube station???
I hope to get some writing done in all that peace and quiet – or am I fooling myself? But who knows, it may give me some inspiration. These pretty villages with rows of honey-coloured stone cottages all seem to have History Societies where they delve into all sorts of fascinating local facts. Wish me luck.