cottage in the woods. a pony to amble on, beehive, herbs, think cranford. Reality is that I was widowed, no-one now to share a lifetime with, to do jobs, to help me make decisions about what, where. So I have taken the safe route, detached symmetrical new build as like a cottage as possible. Centre door, red roof, porch, dormer windows, high but curved ceilings upstairs. I made an all-sorts garden with height to compensate for small.
Reality is that I have neighbours who care enough to give me their contact numbers, shops and all facilities in walking distance, available buses. If I could turn the clock back 20 years, I would have had that cottage in the woods but at that time there were two of us to consider, so I went with the flow and we were both happy