Now, i do understand.
Three most intellectualy productive months, can Be over.
Thirty years ago ( no South East money financial buffer or savings - no one does that!), leaving forever the cities / suburbs as my base. Simply put, no real nature, nor true quiet ever in those places, but 10 years carrying on worldwide travel from my extremely hidden away hilltop tented extremely cheap unmodernised base (10km away, always, from what are ever more towny-suburb mentality-places, Hay, Kington, Presteigne... small places of gradually, mainly SE incommers - never sought as company)
But.... especially the last decade as a new kind of coloniser arrived - though minority, the wealthy ( but so closed minded they never would be open about anything!... so so inauthentic blessem...). The 35ish year old very well off Southern couples playing at rural lifestyle.
But really they cannot ever stop being the very very ' Natural Store' or even Guardian Colour Suplement ' green / outdors' section - if they have one
But a minority.
He would usually have inherited or some kind of amassed ' entrepenuer' cash meaning he was a bit techy, overinflated his company's turnover, borrowed tons more overdraft wealth...diverted some into safety ...and then a few years later would go ' bust' ......" ...ohh what a disaster...my startup / new Messiah tech platform, investment 'vehicle' "met unforseen headwinds... no cash left " as some has been transferred into Mrs Natural Store bags, dad's [ from Surrey] offshore blind trust.... so he could later buy them a 500 grand rural paradise in the hills above Kington, eg Kennel Cottage ...Rupert- lets call him [ that one 35 year ild investor in the many new old folk farms... not caring for them, caring a LOT about his PR], so he could get all 'controlling' nature... dominating it in a designer fashion
.. building designer woodstores and woodpilespiles... some got on Fakebook even.... while Mrs is sexually patronised and gender sexistised...... despite demanding hissily [ to me at times] her cohort have now pure equality forever...how dare it Be debated otherwise!! . ... in denial, she mainly has the brood at her tit, feminine bullshit ' workshop' ... or in her volvo SUV, 99% of the time... thats where the childseats are....even if Rupert has his turn at the designer papousse just enough for the selfies.
nope she does the kid poo.....and cleaning... quite astonishing! .. she isnt very 'aware' of this with all her showy coffee table books on awareness..... always...
in her designer ... https://www.reddit.com/r/malefashionadvice/comments/15trn3/two_british_brands_seasalt_white_stuff/
or whatever is the cutest special Sth Molton st rustic top brand....
Home counties/ SE cash began to take over ( to our surprise, 25 years ago this was thought impossible, even Hay-on-wye too long a commute / drive to ...to regularly pop back to see [ grand] mater and pater in Notting Hill / John Lewis / or as i would say, " she's going to be unable to maintain her Harvey's Knickers habit...or even Habitat......"
Their business. Its a free world. .
But the truly fascinating and meaningful ' change' i began to notice... 17ish years ago:
( and in truth Be sad at... for them and the so so so delicate natural fabric of the " community" )
Rupe and Kate/ Sophie/ Cammy [ illa] ... would appear partly like me: total rural toughnut even ruddy cheeked down to earth rural community people.
In rural places most people are NOT ' friends'. The word ' friend' is not used in rural community, or just dwellings scattered over hills.... where one may chat over a fence ir style... sometimes in the neighbours' kitchen
.... no Aga ... cheaper woodstove brand
Hence Fakebook ( 'friend' world) is
fake.
or just a towny thing.
But what rural ( or OF THE 'ENVIRONMENT ' ... living in it .. Pastylandshire is not at all the environment, it may as well be Surrey)
" community" means, is
simple.. to actually viably survive ( never mind have environmentally sustainable practices on ALL land...not the one acre Rupert and Cammy get onto radio 4 after a few years of their idylic new life. ...on Southern cash as they never make a living locally...)....
you need folk to loosely work together ....over LONG periods of time .. off and on....
item 1 folk working in the environment need to not care what welly brand they have, in fact rarely wear wellies ... moreso workmans steel toe boots... ( i never do, i am so so goatlike/ bodily aware, i have never dropped any heavy post or similar on my foot...i just wear old pumps no longer wearable in public if doing really hard sweaty muddy outdoor jobs.... more ankle traction and goatlike useful dexterity...and in fact concomitant REAL safety, to boot.)
NOT caring about the weather - hot cold or wet...
or the smell.... the insects, the nettle stings ...lack of phone signal.....or anything
smile and get on with the job...
this is required ...
so as to Be able to even use her log sawing bench.... without making a fuss...
quickly efficiently...
( rural jobs,especially as Cammy never helps... require ultra ' time and motion' just to get through the day.... really..
one of my most beloved hobbies... my best book on my conveyor belt
" 'simple' stories" she asked me ... necessarily simple yes / but ultra BODILY efficiency, too, choreographed in..as even she was just another sad little dilettante fake 'playing' at countryside for her Fakebook sales, too...
time waster.... of dozens
....And then, working together loosely at times, no agenda, no ' feelings' about one another even if you envy or fancy that one's wifey bigtime... you put the BE ing.. in the environment and SOME exchange of labour ( always nerded !), tools or even machinery.... above all else
over a long period of time...
so any ' meeting' with ANY one new...in rural places... real 'rural' in any setting, is potential ally in the endless timeless job of a bit of loose
'community' around doing the jobs .. Be they growing things to sell, to conservation the REAL kind which is years of hard difficult work and greedy cunty people-politics'
and the one no one ever talks about, but biggest hardest most exhausting dirtyjob of all, actual daily ' pro' environment most important task of them all... sorting and
storing, in the dry, reusable wood products for fencing/ shedbuilding etc...
....
So when Rupe 'n Cam arrived... they wrong footed even me, i would meet them often enough - sought them as company, as i may Be able to share interests in foreign stuff .. Be ing 90% of my head had Been in foreign places since i was 17...
But not only were they, in truth, utterly NOT of the land
....no one i ever knew put health and safety headset and earmuffs on when chainsawing....
except Rupert...my my how he performed Mister Universe...in armour ...
....we ruralscruffs....learned to start a chainsaw with our teeth..age 10.... then balance it on your head while operating full power from 13... no ' guards' or neon...... Be cause you needed to Be purely in zen harmony with the machine... you learned to Be ...safely.... with the raw unguarded blade... that you needed to actually get you out of the house to drive to Lidl ... quickly efficiently...if a tree fell down.... cos you needed the Lidl knock down evening stuff to live...Rupe n Cam put all the COOP prices up so much..... ( coop plotted their arrival and set new prices just for them...i know, 20 years ago i knew a salt of the earth truth telling manager at the Kington one(
So Rupe ... [ and sadly certainly not Cammy] utterly NOT of the ' land'... .. only doing land stuff in a performance... for their " friends" who would visit sometimes from the South... over a craft beer or revolting bottled Corona 6pack...or whatever revolting bottled hip beers are the vogue....
But... i didnt really understand them.... how come they exist?!
( my last region)
surely they can see they are a rather weird incongruity with their flashy ways...her preaching Steiner and Natural Store effics cos she could afford to, having inherited half of Nazi L'oreal. .... and rebranded herself up my way.... as Barbara Good.... [ the Good Life] ...
one massive difference, Barbara Good's smile, wit, spirit sense of self depricating FUN....was all real.... Cammy ... cannot ever relax or be real.... never has belly laughter....
always .... has lines and cages drawn up all around her ( of ' you cannot say that' or ' my expensive yoga ... and designer yoga knickers .. really does make me a more enlightened Be ing than you..' is always in her true Be ing/ look...)
one can occasionally " bird" watch...and pick that up,.. if like me one is attuned......
Rupe however will eventually...... a few years on..... get hooked, back
onto the coke or other designer 'smart thinking' drug.... nowadays combined with, if they have better usable rural broadband only the incommers on SE cash, get at 60 quid a month BT ' business' hookup ..... his rennewed dark room techy entrepeneurial habit...... addicted to porn.... Cammy knows about... but lives in denial of...)
Anyway, in conclusion, 9 months here... i realised I...no one else...i was wrong!
( even if she couldnt communicate to me what she didnt know... not Be ing like me ..actually fully worldly and writerly of mind = all peoples are to Be pondered objectively... assessed kindly for reality...relative to other peoples even, if like me one has lived fully among 15 or so different ' peoples' in my life all over the world... even slum dwelling negroes of bongobongoshire... St Kitts in late 80s.. 97% slum, 99.9999% black...and i never went to the one whitey bar....ever)
Back in last main base, marooned 20 years, ONLY as a man stays by his child no matter what....
( i find it astonishing so many Cammies ask " why stay?! if you only pity the fraud-Rupes and Cams..!?. [ who destabilise the' community' so much as Cammy' 300 quid leather winter boots in the Coop ...stick out like a sore thumb and OF COURSE ...the husbands' of local born, usually sugar-fat, lasses get a hard on at the mixture of yoga toned ass, cash/ designer 100quid hairdyedo ... when their lass back home can only afford the 24.99 slap on the perox....]...")
anyway... i did not understand....
they stuck out from 12 or 13 years ago... like an ever increasing load of sore thumbs....
100% fake, disengenuous, liars, untrustworthy... and the women if they stood naked yoga-arsed at her sawing bench.... you would have to pay me
so not even mental wanking material, they are dead... husks, inhuman...
NO spirit...no lifeforce...no AUTHENTICITY at all.... ( hid secretly their tsunami of mental health collapses...but you know...
local underclass boast brighteyed of their breakdowns and happy pills... Cammy NEEDS you..never to even suspect hers...)....
i only pitied them....
But now i know i was just an uneducated fool..... ( and bad chronicler)
... The Marches ..Brecon in the South to Oswestryish in North... Rupe 'n Cam went from 0.1% [ Tam n Viv.. fakes.. she dangerous, as we knew .... he ex Zeppelin roadmanager] 25 years ago, .... and slowly Be..came about 10% .. maybe 15... from 2022ish
It made me unsure of reality .... i got caught out sometimes.... offering sincere rural allince... "we may need each other on mutual benefit jobs !" to those who bought old places well away from the villages, way out in the hills...where i wanderd.. and made an effort to welcome....
not nosily as i only still pitied a 500 grand purchase in Horrorfordshire, county of dangerous sexist pig racist dinosaurs [ who even deep down intimidate by just being around, as they are in the majority, and emotionally destabilise the nice Steiner teachers] and worst schools in England
...
so.... fool me!
now i saw... only see...
and i had no idea ..
ALL of the SW
is ONLY.... Rupert and Cammy....
thrir playground
their nervous pretence at communinity
( "community" = you have a super smiley smiley charmy smarmy chat with someone on the London tube, knowing you will never see them again.... unless some truly sexy transactional potential benefit may Be hinted at.... )
This whole SW ... ( to me) horrid boot.....is only London
( or a suburb... there is not one bit of ' rural' here .. except a few native younger farm raised i have encountered, and they are so so full of true viscious hate.... they deliverately pull out into roundabouts for example.... [ the small one up from Gweek, where it turns 200m to Sainburys especially] ... to fuck with you....
they like to piss you i
off looking tough and farmer druggie... " fuck your rules, MY roundabout"
[ never in last region] even i cannot find a peaceful way in to them... and i always could before
what a true Wasteland.....
so Be it
I needed to know though...... who Rupe and Cammy were in last region?
for my own mental completion...understanding why so much of my last 15 years was indeed quite in
" human"...
unhappy
i am better off for that. Thank you, not very cosmopolitain Serb... cosmo = knowing ALL peoples in the adopted land.... not just London
( the others are far nore interesting as it happens!)