My recent plan for London in November means that I’ve been consciously seeking out all things Union Jack, just to stare at and love. I’m wistfully envisioning a week full of English puddlejumping and afternoon teas and Sunday roasts.
Very lucky for me, during my quick trip, I’ll be joining Mrs. O at her perfect little cottage in Henley-on-Thames, but I’m just not sure it’ll be enough. I’m daydreaming of rolling hills, wandering sheep, and pints galore. We’re talking peeping leaves and hopping puddles from Guernsey to Brighton and back again.
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Who’s with me?