My first trip away after lockdown was to the valley of the River Windrush, deep in the Cotswolds. I’ve known this landscape for 40 years and love the back lanes and open aspects of the high Cotswolds plateau and the intimate valleys, with their winding streams and glorious villages.
The tourists who both sustain and, at times, overwhelm these lanes and villages have not come in this strangest of years. Coach tours and traffic queues are gone. The back roads were free of cars and villages bereft of crowds. A farmer even stopped his car to welcome us walkers back to the Cotswolds. This, surely, is the time to see England as it perhaps would have been in another era, when our parents’ generation ventured