Did you grow up in the city/town or in the country? Do you have a preference as an adult?
I grew up in small town America. After I got my first computer I discovered there wasn't even 300 families in that zip code. The school I graduated from had K-12 in one building and had kids as far as an hour away.
I used to think that one day when I retired I would get a small summer place up there, but as I've gotten older I know it's not realistic given if one needs anything more than stitches or broken bones set the closest hospital for trauma or serious illness is 2 hours away.
I grew up in rural/country for 30 years. I hated it. Now I'm living in the city and sick of it. I'd like to move back to the country rural living.
I hated it too when I still lived at home, I only grew to appreciate it after the fact when I was fully grown.
(10-20-2022, 12:13 PM)Duchess Wrote: [ -> ]Did you grow up in the city/town or in the country? Do you have a preference as an adult?
I grew up in small town America. After I got my first computer I discovered there wasn't even 300 families in that zip code. The school I graduated from had K-12 in one building and had kids as far as an hour away.
I used to think that one day when I retired I would get a small summer place up there, but as I've gotten older I know it's not realistic given if one needs anything more than stitches or broken bones set the closest hospital for trauma or serious illness is 2 hours away.
We lived on a military base until I was in the first grade and then we moved out to the "farm". Very rural, my mom paid for kid sitting me with eggs, we drank goats milk and ate vegetables from our garden. I loved it.
But then when we moved closer to town we loved that too. No more chores that took forever, convieniences. Obviously you have seen my thread about preferences. I love the quiet, rural towns, but there is something to be said for living close to a city and having convienences.
How many teachers were at that school?
I was born in the maternity hospital in the centre of Cambridge. It was a fine city to grow up in, it only had about 100,000 people in those days. We had a gang of lads riding bikes all day long, and taking train trips into London to ride on the underground, without telling our parents. All they wanted was us out of the house, and it was safe back then.
You have to move away from where you were born to understand where you were born. I lived and worked in Sheffield, Birmingham and Stoke. And by doing that understood that Cambridge is a paradise. Its old with many ancient buildings, colleges, the river and punting, nature, greenery, and nice people, the Paris of England. And its small, with no contemporary building horrors. Its well worth a visit if you come over. Look up its charms on the internet.
And in all those years away, i never threw the feeling of homesickness. And finally made it back six years ago. I looked up those lads i grew up with some years ago, none of it was good. One had dried out in a mental hospital in Moscow, one got married young, had kids, but was gay. Another never grew up, probably still has long hair, spending his days in pubs, and was arrested for threatening someone with a gun. He once threw a cricket ball at me from ten yards away full whack but missed. A psycho.
Eastern England is better than the west, from what i could see. Stoke was a shocker, Birmingham was better, but not much. Sheffield in the east was a great place, i could live there.
I've always lived in the suburbs. I wouldn't want to live in the country, that would drive me crazy after a while I think.