Free-lancer, man about media, former stockbroker Deindorfer, after a visit to the Cotswolds, bought a small house in Lower Slaughter (pop. 191) long distance, to summer in. Fed up with life in America and particularly New York City, he acquired it for about $10,000. (Deindorfer puts price tags on everything, except loyalty to the U.S. -- his disgust is offensive). Then he, his wife and their son decided to spend two years there and one reads with pleasure about life in this little hamlet with its sunny, temperate climate; about people -- although stratified into Gentlemen and Players (those who work with their hands); the lack of crime; the lowered -- much -- cost of living in spite of inflation/austerity/taxes; the telly (at least that's ""little if any better""); National Health; and simpler recreations. Will he return to the ""noxious"" qualify of life here? He hasn't made up his mind. Deindorfer's sense of humor inclines heavily toward the floor and you'll probably enjoy everything about life in Lower Slaughter except him.