I'd love to see a little cottage like this in real life.
It's always been a dream of mine to go to England. Not just a whim or a fancy, mind you, but a deep-seated, heartfelt, earnest desire. I've always felt an intense kinship with all things British and/or Irish. I know, it's almost blasphemy to mention those two in the same sentence, isn't it? My Irish ancestors are probably rolling in their graves. Well, groaning, at least.
I'd love to see London, the Cotswolds, Yorkshire, the Isle of Wight, Dover.......need I go on?
This evening I watched Agatha Christie's "The Mirror Crack'd," a Miss Marple mystery and in the final scene, Miss Marple is presiding over tea in her wonderful English country garden. The camera pans back and behold! A perfectly splendid thatched cottage. *SIGH*
Oh, to be in England....someday, someday!