Years ago we had a lovely family holiday in Ford and Etal. We went to Hadrian's Wall, a beautiful herb garden near Hexham which I don't think exists any more, Hexham itself and Bamburgh Castle where I told our children the story (and sang the song) about the Laidly Worm. We took them to Beamish and a few other places too.
I'd like to go again. I recall walking on deserted, windswept and beautiful beaches. No crowds and it was all just very......different. Otherworldly
I can see there are definite advantages to being in a caring village community where everyone looks out for each other. But with few people, if you don't fit in, it must be difficult to find good friends and a niche for yourself(ves). In a town, there are often other places you can go and interest groups to join. But then, I suppose if people find they don't enjoy living in a village and can't feel a part of life there, they move away, if they can.
I think I'd be a bit scared of moving away from home. I'm not that good at making lots of friends and have often felt an outsider at various stages of life and a bit of an oddity and I value and cherish the few good friends I have where we live now. I don't know how I'd cope starting afresh. Maybe I'm just a coward. I admire anyone with the courage and sense of adventure to start afresh elsewhere. Go for it! :D
Tommy Robinson arrested. Police using their existing powers