The biggest of it:
Living in England has me "breathing". It's so rich in culture and history that there's always some sort of learning experience. And it's so close to even more learning experiences. I feel I can grow here; where I moved from I was definitely stagnant for 20 years.
The bigger of it:
Wiltshire has got to be the all-round prettiest county I've seen. Driving around the countryside, it's all eye-candy for me. There are pretty spots everywhere, but Wiltshire seems to have such a wide variation of things. Because it's in the heart of a huge tourism business (Bath, Salisbury, Stonehenge, Avebury) there's much around to see and do. Transportation is pretty good, and London and back (with a few hours there to do something) is certainly do-able in a day. It's actually central to a lot of cities. I also love that it's rather quirky. Home to crop circles and white horses and moonrakers...and many celebs have retreats here. (If you hear someone say they "live in the country" it's usually going to be Wiltshire.)
The smaller of it:
Melksham is not a posh location. Nor is it a very pretty town. But what it lacks in sophistication, it has hands down in friendliness. Having been in Melksham for almost four years, I feel a part of the community. It's also a very gossipy place, so people already knew about me so I haven't had a massive amount of "OH! You're American!".
I love going into the bank, or Post Office or local eatery and being recognized. Or when walking into town, someone you know drives by in a car and pulls over just to have a short chat 'hello'. Not a huge place, nor too small, there's about 18,000 living here (to my recollection).
The town itself has a few troublemakers, but I feel safe on the streets at night. Petty crime exists, but I don't "feel" it; I just read about it in the paper. Shops aren't plenty, but you can find just about everything you need. Not a lot of graffitti, not a lot of litter.
The smallest of it:
I love our house. Even when it was all gutted and had no electrity or plumbing or cable or phones or gas or heating or broadband... (wait...I've got to draw a line at that last one)... it still had character. They don't make them like they used to and this place isn't going anywhere. Solid construction. Thick Bath stone walls.
We live just on the outskirts. Makes a nice walk in to town for an Indian on a summer evening. I also like living on a cul-de-sac...not a heavy amount of traffic to and fro. Mostly bicycles, actually! It's also a short walk to a community pool, a leisure centre and several pubs.
The neighbors ajoining us (we're semi detached) have been thorns in a lot of peoples' sides and it appears we picked the short straw moving in next to them. Council hearings, Environmental Protection recordings, police warnings, solicitor threats have all whittled it down to not speaking to each other being the best way to get along. They've had their house on the market for two months, but haven't accepted any offers yet. The other neighbors, every single one of them, are fabulous. But they may be bending over backwards for us considering all we've had to deal with.
Blessings:
One of the things I feel is a "duty" is to give back into the community. This is a community that isn't too big to not notice, nor too small to have little to contribute toward it. It's also a town that needs things and it's been very easy to jump straight in without having to be screened or tested first. For this reason, the feeling of being able to make a difference to the better of the community, I would choose Melksham again in a heartbeat. And it's not just us either; people drop anything to lend a hand here. It's a rare, unspoiled spirit.
Regrets:
If we had it to do all over again, we would have checked out the neighbors more thoroughly. We did meet them beforehand and walked away with the thought that we'd either love them or hate them. We should have asked more about comments the seller made, "I don't think the neighbors like us." But we were excited to be getting the house and purposely blind to any troubles, feeling we could win over the neighbors...
who wouldn't like us? Well, they'll be gone when their house sells, and the other neighbors more than make up...after one especially trying confrontation, another neighbor brought us strawberries she'd picked and fresh double cream, purposely in view of the offending neighbors. I was quite touched, but rather embarassed.
Dreaming a blank canvas:
To go anywhere...
My husband and I have mulled over this quite extensively. We have a business here, so we have to consider if it's the right place for us to run our business. We don't have to worry about things such as: Does it have good schools nearby? Is it in a decent family-type neighborhood? Are there a lot of things for kids to do?
We had to consider our business in: How close is it to bus/train service? Are there adequate local services such as accommodation and eating establishments? Are there things to do in the evening for business people on their own?
I think when it all boils down to where you choose to live, you're going to have to list all your priorities. What's perfect for me, won't be satisfactory for someone else. But the neighbor issue, that's
BIG.
N.B. I'd probably not do a semidetached again.