Well, maybe it was more of a modern english country side. But a beautiful countrside nonethless.
My husband's hockey match took us to a place called Chigwell, on the outskirts of London. We took the usual london tube ride to reach there. The feeling as soon as we stepped out of the station was that of a peaceful little town. A place where any kind of tension or worry could never seem to exist.
We had to walk about 15 minutes from the station to the hockey ground. And it was such a lovely sight all the way through. It made the long , 2 interchanging tube rides worth it.
Lovely big houses with a lush green lawn in the front. The white fencing and old style architecture. A garden full of colourful flowers, and just 3 or 4 nice cars parked outside!
oh! what a perfect picture, isn't it? It did seem like a dream world.
All through the walk I kept saying to my husband, 'I want this house' and 'this too'! Although he agreed to most of what i said for obvious reasons, am sure he was quitely thinking 'there goes my retirement plan'.
Someday, we will have a house with a garden too. Probably not as expensive as that- after all we don't want to be working all our lives to afford it :)
