Totally forgot what it was like to be living in the country side. First hit me yesterday morning (quite literally) when I got in the Beast to drive to work and nearly had a head on collision with a deer! It just jumped out of the hedge, on the road and got the scare of his life - unless he was suicidal of course. I drove on, shaking like a gooden. With every leaf and twig suspiciously sticking out of the hedge a potential threat to my bonnet.
Also forgot that there will be horses out for a walk on the road (a phenomenon hardly seen in Belgium), that there can be bunnies, foxes and pheasants crossing the road at any given time, that there's the lovely smell of bonfires when driving on the country lanes, that there's tractors you get stuck behind if you're unlucky, that the road fully floods when it's raining for more than 15 minutes flat out, that other Land Rovers all say hello to each other and that the Lollipop Lady (who's actually a guy) lets the kids safely cross the road at the local primary school.
It's great to be back. But lots to get used to again.
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