North-west Cumbria, where I live, is very LCOL. Houses are extremely cheap and tourists are sparse even just a few miles outside the Lake District. We've got the 'lectric in, and the 'phone, and even that newfangled World Wide Web, though otherwise the place is like a step back in time. Mountains and lakes in one direction and the Irish sea with pleasant beaches in the other direction, endless good walks, and having a dog is almost compulsory. It's quiet, and you can get right away from traffic noise and light pollution. It would be reasonable to say that if you want to work you'll have no problem finding a job. If you don't want to be tempted to spend money, you're in luck because there are hardly any shops. The people are very WYSIWYG. Crime is comically low in comparison with urban areas.
BUT it's a bit of an economic backwater, road and rail links aren't brilliant, the hospitals are perennially failing and you have to go outside the county to see a specialist for some medical conditions, Ofsted generally hasn't been all that impressed with the schools, you won't belong until you've got three generations of your family in the graveyard (though "not belonging" doesn't mean that you'll get the cold shoulder), everyone knows what everyone else is up to, there's some hideous rural poverty, it's not very ethnically diverse and there's a lot of toe-curling casual racism. It's often damp and cold and the sun doesn't come up for six months of the year. And the mud ... oh, the mud!
My family and I moved here from a busy inner city area a few years ago and we've never looked back.