So I'm currently in the UK because the leisure-loving French have given me quite a few mid-week bank holidays to while away my time! So tadah! My current whereabouts (i.e. slap bang in the middle of that notorious place better known as Essex) provides me with a paradoxical universe. All I can see are fields and the only sounds blasting through my bedroom windows are that of birds chirping and the occasional distant lawn mower. Sure makes a change from city life.
Earlier this week I went for a trip to the Suffolk coast with my friend Sam and we quite happily found ourselves sitting on a bench soaking up the serenity of our surroundings. We then drove to a lake and the blissful peacefulness seemed incomparable. The seething sun simmered the water as it gurgled on the mud banks. The gentle clap of a kayaker's paddles on the lake's surface gave a glorious swish as large ripples of water fell back into the vast body. The essence of tranquility. I'd never appreciated the countryside so much until that moment.
Watch this space.