I’m a born and bred Londoner, married to a Londoner, most of my family and friends that are in the UK are in London.
We’ve thought about leaving over the years. I sometimes imagine a life by the sea, or a life in a part of the country where the price of our shabby semi would buy a huge, lovely place with land.
But I’m SO indoctrinated in to the ways of London! I can’t imagine not having a tube or bus a short walk away that will take me somewhere completely different very quickly, or a shop open until late nearby, or easy access to almost any service I need. It makes me feel panicky just thinking about it.
I also look at my (long separated) ageing mum and dad in their old age. My dad lives rurally and his life is so limited now he is older and a bit more frail. His village life seems so small. When he has to eventually stop driving he will be even further isolated, as it’s a 40 min drive to the nearest city for lots of services including the hospital and the local bus service is woeful.
My mum on the other hand is a Londoner. Her motto is ‘got my Freedom Pass, will travel!’. She’s out and about every day volunteering, going to cheap or free arts events, museums etc, taking part in all sorts of social groups. Her GP and the hospital are up the road. She has everything she needs on hand. And she is very outward looking, engaged in a vibrant city and seems much younger than my Dad. It’s a much better old age.