Would you believe me if I told you that this is my brother’s office? “It’s very nice,” my mum mentioned, as we crawled along the motorway on a very hot English summer’s day. But, I have to say, I was quite taken aback with just how picture perfect the premises and 180-hectare nature reserve are (he works for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds at their headquarters in Bedfordshire).
I got slightly carried away imagining the staff having business picnics complete with home-made lemonade, colourful dragonflies darting around their clipboards and woodland birds pecking on trees. With less than a week to go before we’re back in the desert, I think I’ve got my rose-tinted specs on already.
(you know you’re just contributing to all those idealized stereotypes the world has of England, don’t you? )But really…how lucky your brother is to work in such a beautiful place- must make Mondays a good deal easier! Enjoy your last few days before you leave!
re. stereotypes – I know!! And I think that, as an expat, those stereotypes take on a life of their own!
Wow – that is gorgeous. I was wondering if it was built as a house and what it must have been like to live in such a fab house.
Yes! It was built in 1870 for the son of the former Prime Minister Robert Peel! The Queen Mum nearly bought it in the early 60s!