It’s funny. I discovered a long while ago that you have to leave a place and come back to appreciate it. I’m glad the stuff I do reminds you of home.
I get so tired of people running down this place – where deer, foxes and badgers roam at night, where there is history at every turn, miles of beautiful waterway, all perched on the edge of rolling countryside. It’s nice to know that in some small way at least, I’m prompting home thoughts from abroad.
Cheers
Bob