That would suit me fine as long as I'd got room for a vegetable plot (suitably fenced against rabbits) and, a mandatory item for all countrymen,....a SHED...A nice cottage, a few acres, a stream, a wood fired range, my battered old chair (which still has scars on the arms from the previous owner cutting plug tobacco up), my whistling kettle. Mug of tea, socks on and boots by the door. Bread rising in the oven. Running a few courses in a "just for the beer money" way.
Oh and BB popping a roast in the oven.
Later this year with luck - next year otherwise
Not very Bushcrafty I guess - but a few woods to play in and hills to walk on are just outside - the occasional mate can camp in my field and we can shoot the breeze over a fire and a few flagons of home brew (please don't spill any - it kills the grass).
Red
(oh woooouldnnnt it be lurverly)