Let’s hope so Matt – he made a big move and has so far found most of it a bit dis-spiriting (apart from the proximity to beaches which he loves).
The food hasn’t been as good, the pubs not as good, the neighbours are odd (one goes to get McDonald’s in her PJs, another argues over tiny little bits of shit like when the communal lawn needs cutting, complaining about my brother’s caravan being in the way (even though it is on his drive).
His wife is finding the same with people – no-one seems friendly nor give her any kind of eye contact, pushing by her in shops etc.
Perhaps they were spoilt living in God’s Own Country for so long?