Being Simple.

I walked past a house tonight in which people were sitting around a posh dining table laden with posh candles in a posh dining room. I was immediately conscious of my own image – of being alone, outside, in the dark, and in the rain. Within seconds I became acutely aware of the fact that I prefer it that way.

The Lintons are more than welcome to the lavish lifestyle they take for granted. I neither envy nor begrudge them their opulent ways. I’m far more content with a cosy fireside in the winter, a solitary tramp on the moors when the weather is kind, and communion with nature at the closing of the day.