Love the link, Rhi. Made me think about when I was a young teacher, teaching in a very poor part of Hull in the sixties. We organised day trips every summer to various places. I very clearly remember several 10 year old children on the coach, pointing to a field as we passed, and discussing if that was a herd of cows they had seen. I also remember stopping on the North Yorkshire Moors, and the children thinking that we were surrounded by mountains. Many had never been in the countryside before. The highlight of any trip we did was to go to a shop before we left so that they could spend the meagre amount of money they had with them on small gifts for mam, or dad or their uncle or big sister.
