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Not being born in London and moving there only for work it was never a good fit for me. I moved back to Wales, where I'm from, and now have access to the resources I always wanted, whilst in London, on my doorstep: top mountain biking, a beach 200 metres from my house, family being within a ten mile radius, friendly people, far less pollution of all kinds, etc.
I ride 10-15 minutes out of my back door in two directions and am able to ride quality technical or flowy trails as I want, and not have to make a one and half hour train commute either way to ride in the Surrey Hills or Swinley, or, if I wanted proper downhill, two and half hours each way to go to Aston Hill.
And my local trails are crowded when ten people are out on a weekend. Pitch Hill sees hundreds of eager beaver MAMIBS on a Saturday and Sunday.London was an interesting experience but I have no desire to repeat it.
I read this page now and again, thinking how great it is not to have to cycle commute in London any more.
Or live in London.
Or pay £700 a month for the privilege of a room in a shared house in a shit hole street.
Fuck you London; fuck you.