As you read this from whichever far-flung shore of our globe you reside, may I warmly welcome you, taking a brief moment in this first entry to introduce myself.
A fast approaching thirty-something countryman by birth busily bouncing around in London UK. Most of the worlds adventures good, bad or excruciating, can to me at least be put-to-rights via expeditions back to a lush, leafy, natural ol' blighty. . . English countryside.
For you, I am sure have your own unique place to call home.
It is my primary intention with this and all forthcoming entries to engage your minds, warm your souls (he writes hopefully), offering you a moments interlude in an ever-increasingly hectic lifestyle for many of us citizens of the world.
Escape to the Country, a popular weekly hour of escapist televisual delight, forever manicuring an idyllic countryside setting for by-enlarge three types of clientèle: retired, young couples and young families, to 'escape' to. Itself sets a beautiful precedent and lifestyle option to a much larger audience, an achievable retreat for the many not the few.To escape a daily hum-drum of the 'rat-race' commonly known as working-life in our 21st Century globe.
Writing as I have already mentioned, as a countryman living busily in London UK, I appear to have straddled the two worlds. Now you may think and perhaps rightly so, that my comfort in the countryside is biased by a childhood and youth running wildly through hay strewn fields. For this you may well be correct.
That written surely the buzz of city life which is even to me intoxicating, pleasurable, fulfilling, enhancing and just down right FUN, casts an almost factory conveyor-belt approach to the world, to life?
I have to write dear friends in my ardent yet humble view, we do appear to have lost sight of the whimsicality of life. Of inner-sensual pleasures one derives simply from swimming in a lake in the middle of rolling fields and wooded hills out in the wilderness keenly watched over by horses, sheep and an occasional squirrel .
'The wilderness' a term many a globe-trotting adventurer spouts, see David Attenborough perched on a Ice-Cavern in outer Iceland observing penguins, polar bears and endless pools of water. Conjures also a much deeper meaning. Whilst racing through life, crammed in to one of London's rush-hour tombs, sorry underground tube trains, in other words, out in the wilderness of ourselves amongst a sea of faces, it often escapes ones mind there are indeed alternatives, options.
I guess this brings me to my wider point (it has and is often recounted jovially to me 'Ooh you do witter on dear man') which is this:
What with life in our post naughties age hurtling along towards what a hundred years since was termed 'The Roaring Twenties' (and shall be again I suggest) forever coping with all our personal hurdles, juggling on a tightrope our commitments, emotions, family-ties, adventures and oh yes, the rat-race. It is in my humble yet jovial view, a rare almost lost luxury to recline in the beauty and splendour of ourselves, our dreams, our passions.
For me if you hadn't guessed, a moments brief escapism, rejuvenation, me-time, is found roaming in the countryside, in words, in art, in the deliciously soul-enhancing inner-strength giving joy of dreaming, striving calmly I hasten add, towards that dream.
For you I am sure this will be uniquely tailored to your own personal inner joy's.
So I passionately write here, in order to regain ourselves from whatever toils we face, it is always, even from a very deep Ice Cavern as David Attenborough delights in telling us, where new life can begin, intrinsically valuable to dream our dreams. Take comfort from whichever pleasures our minds, bodies and souls desire, never for a moment allowing ourselves to return to that rush-hour underground tube train.
I leave you for now, in hope this initial commentary has served at least in some small way to give some pleasure. To amuse, enlighten, engage, provoke thoughts of hopefulness, courage and optimism.
Or maybe you simply think, what a witterer . . .
"It is that range of biodiversity that we must care for -
the whole thing -
rather than just one or two stars"
Attenborough, D.
Until we meet again through the page, I trust this finds you in good health and a happiness
Warmly yours,
R J Wardle
