Yes, what always puzzles me, as someone who grew up on very large council estate in a London suburb, is how siblings brought up the same way, in the same home, can choose such different paths later in life. When I left home to go to college, I chose to go to the North East, as a typical Londoner thinking, 'it will be good to go a long way away as I'm bound to end up back living in London for the rest of my life.' Then having spent time around the North York Moors, the Northumbrian Coast etc I knew I never wanted to go back to London. I did of course, have to work in cities for all my working life, York, London, Birmingham, etc but always lived in small villages and put up with the long commutes. Now I've retired I live in quite a remote part of Cornwall and love it - just what I always wanted. But when my brother visited last year, just after we'd moved and he and his wife have never left London. They think a walk is going window shopping in Oxford Street. When my OH took my SiL outside to hear our owl, she started started screeching louder than the owl 'there's wild animals out there and it's pitch black'. Yes, the lack of any light pollution here is one of the things we love and she found it threatening and frightening - more than the knife crime, burlaries etc etc that go on all around her in the city. But, as someone said earlier, each to their own.