I absolutely could not live in the country. A friend I work for lives outside Alston Cumbria with a generator for his lecky and no other house in site. I LOVE going there, even staying a few nights, and biking through the High Pennines ("An Area Of Outstanding Natural Beauty" doncha know), but wherever I go, coming back to London and seeing the first tall building I may see, I somehow feel safer. Like OP I also love the seaside and grew up on the coast, though was born in London. Cities such a Vancouver and Auckland appeal as they are best of both worlds. But they're not London! Spent the afternoon by the way, today, walking from Canary Wharf complex along the river all the way through Limehouse and Wapping, stopping at The Grapes when it rained. Perfect! And no-one around. Empty empty empty. Love London!