Chesterfield! You’d know Jason Statham then.

The decision where to spend our declining years, once we’re free of wage slavery, is a tricky one. For me the increasing gentrification of rural England was an incentive to move. For every gnarly old farmer there are Tristram and Penelope with a pony for their daughter and a couple of Labradors “from a working strain of course” (even though the don’t go shooting) . And a raft of pretentious beliefs that really p... me off, not because I necessarily disagree with them but because they’re part of the package they’ve bought into.
So can I buy a Kalashnikov and rampage across rural England murdering Morris dancers, WI jam makers and owners of obscure breeds of dog?
A guy I used to work with retired to Orkney and has bought a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever puppy. For Petes sake. I’ll match your NSDTR and raise you with my Lithuanian Truffle Hound!