I have been on holiday in North Norfolk 3 times in the last few years, and I dont care if it is 1972 or 1965 there, it is still gorgeous.
And I would far rather live there with it being 1972 or 1965 than in my current inner city suburb full of cars, fumes, crime, immigrants, dirt and graffitti.
Thanks for the reminder carrust. I might have carried on enjoying this wonderful region, with its polite and gentle way of life where people have room to move and time to talk. Now I can slip back a few more years (taking my laptop with me) and leave you all in the present day worrying about the state of the euro and the anti-everything camapigners.