Let’s move to Exeter, Devon: a city whose time has finally come

What gifts it has: beaches, hills, wilderness, astonishing food and hobbity old pubs, medieval gothic townhouses, proper coffee at last!What’s going for it? Exeter’s had a rum old 75 years. First it was the Nazis, raining bombs. Then the town planners and property developers, rebuilding it in the most magnolia of modernisms, unwonking its wonky lines. The next misfortune arrived in the avuncular guise of Bill Bryson who, in his 1995 bestseller Notes From A Small Island, damned Exeter