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02 March 2013


Robin Carmody

Excellent stuff.

You realise after a while just how unusual England (and I do mean England here, not Britain as a whole) is within the Anglosphere, in the sense that none of it can truly be called a wilderness.


When I've travelled to remote parts of Scotland, people have said "how remote" and I've looked and seen a house here and a house there and a couple of cars on the road. You can drive all day in some parts of New Zealand and never see another car.

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  • Rosie Bell

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