I have returned to London feeling relaxed and refreshed. We spent a wonderful week-end in the beautiful Cotswold village of Chipping Camden. We went for long walks over the gently rolling hills attempting to make the best of the “now you see me now you don’t” intermittent sun which was playing hide and seek shyly peeking from behind mid-toned grey ominous looking clouds. The cottages were picture box pretty with “house and garden” perfectly manicured lawns. I began to absorb the sense of peace and tranquillity which pervaded the very air we breathed. So calming after the hectic busyness of London, especially as we live in South West London which is not too far from Heathrow airport and we are thus disturbed by the now fairly continuous air traffic as the planes follow the river Thames on their descent to the airport.
I began to dream of a life in the country, probably not that practical and I must admit I would miss many of the opportunities available in a big city. As Samuel Johnson is quoted to have said during a conversation with his friend Boswell in 1777:-
|“Why, Sir, you find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.”
— Samuel Johnson
|This was my favourite house – Divine|
|A cottage inhabited by the author Graham Greene from 1931 – 1933 – You can just see the blue plaque on the wall on the left.|