I love London, but sometimes I have moments where I really miss the countryside. I miss seeing green hills and fields, trees that aren’t surrounded by cars and people. I miss lakes and I miss quiet, so today I set off on a journey to Surrey. I drove in the sunshine listening to eighties classics on Radio 2 (yes, I am actually 45) and arrived at a big country cottage that my friend is lucky enough to be renting. Trees, beams and fields later, we went to experience the best thing about the countryside; the country pub.
The Wiremill is a traditional British pub, low ceilings and cask ales with a simple but classic pub menu. We sat inside drinking wine and hot chocolate, catching up and people watching as friends and families came in for Sunday lunch. We watched as people our age sat around us with young families and discussed having children vs not having children for about the hundredth time in our lives. It was fun and I want to do it again!