In article et,
Sally Thompson writes:
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| You'd be surprised (or perhaps you wouldn't) at the people who think that
| it's a hardship if there isn't a corner shop open 24 hours a day. We were
| once asked when the bus came, and said, truthfully, "next Friday" g. One
| of the great pleasures of living a bit out in the sticks is to see the stars
| against a velvety black sky, but some people are really lost without street
| lights, shops and public transport.

No, I am not :-( But, to regard the lack of such things (or the need
for a mere 30 minute trip to - heaven help me - a supermarket) as
"isolation"! I lived (briefly) at Mansa (then Fort Rosebery) in about
1950 - which was a little bit isolated, but not extremely so.

Sorry, Eddy, but we live on different planets! :-)

| I don't personally consider it that isolated when we have electricity, phones
| and cars - but it's a sort of comfortable isolation. I don't knock it!

Isolation, it ain't, except for people with no access to private motor
transport! The word implies that you are functionally separated, and
there is no way that is so anywhere in England or even in the vast
majority of Scotland.


Regards,
Nick Maclaren.