One thing we wish the council handed out on moving to the English countryside was a badge that said something to the effect: "I live here, so I am NOT a tourist, as my accent makes you think." There's something about living in a small village that makes you want to immediately be recognized as a local. We discovered this weekend that it's all in the uniform. Our Wellies have arrived and we went out for a walk on Saturday that ended at the antique market in town. And to our delight, when chatting with the gentleman selling wonderful old brass implements, he said: "Where you two from? I mean, I know you must live here now by the Wellies on your feet, I was just wondering where you came from before living here." And the wisdom in his observation becomes very clear when one goes walking the paths around Woodstock, only to discover that many of the paths are in fact closer to rivers!
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