a moss-covered corner of old England
There are several regular bus routes around the Forest of Dean. Photo: A room with a view/Alamy
It's so dark that it makes no difference whether my eyes are closed or open. The only sound is breathing and a faint ripple as I weightlessly change position in the salt-laden, skin-warm liquid. In an egg-shaped capsule at Float in the Forest, one of my personal nightmares (being left alone with my own thoughts and no distractions for an hour) turns out to be a strange, peaceful experience, where time is condensed and space expands. Initially skeptical, my husband, Luke, also emerges ...