Lifestyle 6 – Town or Country?
We’ve lived in the country for a year now, which means I probably couldn’t afford to move back to London even if I wanted to. I’d happily give you a call to explain why the countryside is so great, but… sorry, you’re breaking up… the signal… terrible out here… Hello? Nope, we’ve been cut off.
This is one of the downsides of rural living: mobile-phone reception is woeful. There’s always one spot that seems to work, but that spot is never in the same place for more than two minutes and it’s usually in the middle of field. Still, at least we have the broadband, which never disappears completely more than, say, two or three times a day.
That, oddly enough, is just one of the reasons I love living here, in a bit of Warwickshire so rural that all I can hear is the tweeting of birds and mooing of cows. Life here still feels like an adventure.
I vividly remember the moment I decided to move back to the country after nearly 10 years in the capital. I was walking back from Waitrose in Islington, when some child with a hood whacked me on the head and mugged me of my mobile. Picking up another ready meal off the floor after a long day and being done over by an adolescent I realised that me and London were finished.
The scariest thing in the countryside is the weird bloke at the pub who you can never understand and the fact that everything is powered by oil and houses have septic tanks.
Almost one-fifth of the population of England and Scotland is officially rural; in Wales, it’s one-third. And not all rural life is the same. Life in a small market town isn’t all that different from some of the London suburbs, but without the police sirens. For real country life, you should be in a village.