Gloucester Cathedral

Photo of Gloucester Cathedral by Elizabeth Jamieson on Unsplash

Where, to start? I’ve been here before sat at a blank page on the screen.

A little about where I live? Here goes, I live in a small provincial city, Gloucester, the title city implies something exciting or at least I thought so when I moved to Gloucester way back as an 18-year-old. Nothing could be further from the truth there’s little of excitement here, little happens that’s going to set the heart racing or the soul soaring. Gloucester a place that the rest of the county of Gloucestershire looks down on well excepting the Forest which Gloucesterians (is that a word) look down on, who the Forest look down on I’ve no idea.

Looking down on someplace is a very English thing. Wherever I’ve lived there’s always someone to look down on. When I lived in Chatham it’s the Isle of Sheppey, and where I was born in Torquay it’s a county-wide thing all Devonians looking down on the Cornish and I’m pretty sure that’s reciprocated with the Cornish looking down on Devonians. I pretty sure this is repeated across the country.

Is this parochial outlook just an English thing or is endemic elsewhere?

You might also ask why I still live in Gloucester? It’s cheap at least for this neck of the country, it’s easy to get into the countryside, close to Cheltenham and Bristol isn’t too far away would be my answer.

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