I have a good friend who lives in a large house in the heart of Hampstead village. He is a high earner and has a good standard of living. I love him although our values are quite different.
I was recently offered the chance to move from my smallish flat in Archway to a spacious flat in Hampstead overlooking the Heath. I declined. When my friend heard the news he was shocked. His exact words were: “I don’t get it. Why would you choose rain when you can have sunshine?”
Perhaps he didn’t know that my “rain” was a place where there is a disproportionate amount of celebrities and bankers for such a small area and where the soul of a place is hidden behind too much wealth. My “sunshine” is a place where there is still a strong sense of community, where all walks of life move together in the same space, where there are shops that sell a bowl of avocados for a pound and where fresh olives come from a local Turkish shop not a designer deli.
I guess we all experience the weather differently.
Maya's London 
Love it. Short but poignant X
Sent from my iPhone
>
LikeLike
Thankyou. Sometimes less is more I guess xx
LikeLike
I would have been tempted with a bigger place, you made a wise decision. Yildiz …gotta love it x
LikeLike
It’s the Somali guy not Yildiz that does cheap avocados in case u interested 🙂
LikeLike
lovely to see a post after a long gap Maya. enjoyed it . xxx
LikeLike
Lovely to receive your words too after long time. I miss being in touch.
LikeLike