I note that my last post was a few days ago; I've clearly had nothing to say since last week and that's not surprising since our lives have become much narrower since passing our eightieth birthdays. I was up this morning at my usual time of about 7 o'clock but I have nothing planned until 2 o'clock this afternoon. I fill that time by reading, watching Youtube videos and drinking cups of coffee. It's not very productive but that's just how it is.
We've been watching a UK TV show called Escape to the Country where people living in UK cities go through the process of uprooting themselves, seeking happiness in a rural setting. In most cases they go to Dorset or Devon where there are still relatively wide-open spaces and not so much hustle and bustle.
Last night's escapees, for a change, wanted to move to Lanarkshire in Scotland and, of course, Lanarkshire is where I lived when I was younger. I wouldn't have thought it was 'country' but it turned out there were isolated areas where you could easily escape the madding crowd. One of the properties the couple was shown was in Motherwell where my father was born but they opted for a more rural farmhouse. It intrigues me that none of the couples in the show give any credence to modern comforts. They'd rather have 'period features' no matter how uncomfortable they are. I suppose there is a touch of nostalgia in all of us but my feeling is that modern house-building techniques are what they are for very good reasons. Nostalgia won't keep you warm
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