This thread really interests me. I grew up in a nice part of London. Then moved after graduating to a not so nice part of London. We thought at the time it was not a great place to raise kids -now it's actually a fairly okay area with an excellent primary we would qualify for on faith grounds.
I now live in rural Northern England, near where DH grew up. He grew up on a farm and is happy as larry to be back.
There are a lot of things I love about here, but I still miss London daily.
Our kids go to a great state primary here. We have beautiful walking and countryside. The roads are empty. But I do have a feeling of "is this it?".
I scour the local paper looking for a village hall jumble sale at the weekend, because it's something to do. In London, there was always something on - you are constantly stimulated and entertained. You are also part of a massive group of people.
Here you are struggling to fit in and for your kids to fit in because you didn't (a) grow up in this village and go to the local school yourself for generations or (b) grow up in this area and attend a hideously expensive boarding school from which you will only accept fellow ex-classmates to be your friends.
The countryside is hard with kids when they are little. Our DD's range from 1 to 4 and they can only get so far on a walk, aren't very good at cycling, get stroppy on a car journey fo 40mins to our nearest big university town.
I imagine to be fair it would be the same in London though - it would take us a long long while to get in by train and tube to the V&A etc and then home again. And I guess as the kids get older we will be able to enjoy the countryside more.
On a sunny day, when I can drive down empty roads with DD's to a beautiful moor, or park or national trust house - without crowds or hassle- then it's great. When it's the middle of winter and you are a long drive from anywhere it's not so great.
I know childcare wise we would have struggled in London as we have twins and could never have afforded childcare for both or to live on just one salary. Here we have a fantastic childminder who lives up the lane on a farm and whose waiting list is nothing compared to the length of good childminders in London.
I know as well that I see London through rose tinted glasses now. When i do go down it's on holiday, I get a seat on the tube at 3pm instead of trying to force my way on at 5.30pm. We can afford much more property wise than we could in London. And we'd be unlikely to ever go up to town/go out in the evening as we'd be rushing back to pick up the kids.
Sigh, I do miss London though! I guess its an urge to recreate your own childhood as others have said.