I miss London but not as much as I did when I lived in Wiltshire. Mostly because I lived close to Swindon and partly because, Swindon included, Wiltshire is a boring provincial shithole surrounded by more boring provincial shitholes and nice places like Bristol, London and the fun bits of Dorset (the coastline) seem a bit far away.
But history is an unreliable narrator here. I live on the edge of the Peak District and I think that I would have a hard time if I couldn't just ride ten minutes and be out in wide open countryside. I miss the breadth of opportunity that London offers but it's often a lie that you tell yourself that you'd do more if it were there.
I miss London but not as much as I did when I lived in Wiltshire. Mostly because I lived close to Swindon and partly because, Swindon included, Wiltshire is a boring provincial shithole surrounded by more boring provincial shitholes and nice places like Bristol, London and the fun bits of Dorset (the coastline) seem a bit far away.
But history is an unreliable narrator here. I live on the edge of the Peak District and I think that I would have a hard time if I couldn't just ride ten minutes and be out in wide open countryside. I miss the breadth of opportunity that London offers but it's often a lie that you tell yourself that you'd do more if it were there.