Anyone else miss Brexit?

I mean the bit where the UK returns to Third World status, prior to sinking beneath the waves as a dread reminder of the horrors of nationalism and ignoring the Guardian editorials?

I wasn't really looking forward to it but....

I have got about ten poles of grassland that I could break up and plant with roots and legumes. And another 20 poles of fruit trees and bushes should keep us in blackberry and black currant and gooseberry pies and raspberry and strawberry and plum desserts and plenty of apples and pears for the cider and perry.

And we have access to a sort of communal workshop where I could bodge up most things.

Selfish I admit. The mortgage is paid and the kids off our hands so we don't have any responsibilities and so can afford to act like a couple of geriatric hippies. Other folk have responsibilities so have to act a bit more mature.

Still, a few bumps on the way would have been fun. :)