What is not to love about XC? Boring courses around the sides of playing fields.
Having said that, there are also plenty of good XC courses around. Curiously, most of the best ones that I have run are just outside London: Coulsdon, Hayes (Kent), Trent Park, Epping Forest.
Ah yes, cross-country at school. We had something called The Steeplechase every February, compulsory for everyone unless you could produce a medical note. Admitting that you enjoyed the steeplechase would have been as naff as admitting that you liked brussels sprouts. [For the record, I do like brussels sprouts.] Having established myself as totally hopeless at rugby or any other sport involving a ball, I nevertheless came in the top third of the Steeplechase field in some years, with no training apart from the runs we had to do round the school playing fields on a few Wednesday afternoons leading up to the big event. It wasn't until I went to University that I discovered that running could actually be an enjoyable recreation, and one that I was moderately good at.