As a Swede, the British approach to the great outdoors has won me over

AH, GREAT BRITISH OUTDOORS. How I love you – and how you baffle me.

I moved to the UK from Sweden fifteen years ago. One of the things I miss the most from home is life in nature: the bunkhouses along the Kungsleden mountain trail; the cross-country skiing and lake skating in winter; and the organic, pine-tree-scented air which hits you as soon as you exit the airplane at Arlanda airport.