this is not London
Today I went for a bit of a walk in the countryside.
We went to a tiny place called Wyddial
which doesn't even list as one of the main towns in Hertfordshire.
I figured it was important to look the part (note the feather). No that is not my hat, but I did ask for something suitably ridiculous. I was, as they say, well pleased.
It really was an incredible day for a walk. I think spring has just passed. Interestingly, this is also only a couple of miles from where my mum used to walk when SHE was a child. Amazing coincidence. I rang her for mother's day while we were walking around, and she told me all about it. Unfortunately I didn't get to see a bluebell wood, which she had highly recommended. Unfortunately they spring up in March, and are gone by May. Real shame that.
So, after getting lost for a bit, we took a rest under some shady trees
.. watched some ducks, and ate an apple (granny smith. very delicious)
We also saw this, which from a distance we thought was concrete:
but turned out to be an enormous cow pat (Jeff smelt it, he said it "had some delightful high notes")
No, I am not making this up. And in case you think I just photoshopped it to look large, here are some tiny people I cropped in later:
Since it was the countryside, it's important to see animals. So we did:
Ms horse was very friendly (and beautiful). Came over and said hi. Ate some grass from us. Wanted to snort all over us. Good times.
This mole didn't want to come over and be friendly. A bit sad, I think they're normally more outgoing than this.
I believe this is a shetland pony. It was ridiculously small, and too far away to pat without very long arms
A llama farm (aka funny looking sheep)
We also saw a pheasant, wandering around in someone's front yard, but it was a tricky little guy, and kept hiding so I couldn't take his photo.
We stopped for lunch at a picturesque pub
and I read the Sunday Observer (which was pretty good actually, even if it HAD shamelessly ripped off an otherwise scintillating section from the New York Times, that I'd read the entirety of a few days earlier)
We saw the oldest church in the country that is still in active use (in fact, we had to come back at the end of our walk because there was a service going on inside when we first passed). Incredible woodwork inside.
and a postbox like only the English can do them
I like symmetrical things
I did mention it was a beautiful day for a walk, right?
We went to a tiny place called Wyddial
which doesn't even list as one of the main towns in Hertfordshire.
I figured it was important to look the part (note the feather). No that is not my hat, but I did ask for something suitably ridiculous. I was, as they say, well pleased.
It really was an incredible day for a walk. I think spring has just passed. Interestingly, this is also only a couple of miles from where my mum used to walk when SHE was a child. Amazing coincidence. I rang her for mother's day while we were walking around, and she told me all about it. Unfortunately I didn't get to see a bluebell wood, which she had highly recommended. Unfortunately they spring up in March, and are gone by May. Real shame that.
So, after getting lost for a bit, we took a rest under some shady trees
.. watched some ducks, and ate an apple (granny smith. very delicious)
We also saw this, which from a distance we thought was concrete:
but turned out to be an enormous cow pat (Jeff smelt it, he said it "had some delightful high notes")
No, I am not making this up. And in case you think I just photoshopped it to look large, here are some tiny people I cropped in later:
Since it was the countryside, it's important to see animals. So we did:
Ms horse was very friendly (and beautiful). Came over and said hi. Ate some grass from us. Wanted to snort all over us. Good times.
This mole didn't want to come over and be friendly. A bit sad, I think they're normally more outgoing than this.
I believe this is a shetland pony. It was ridiculously small, and too far away to pat without very long arms
A llama farm (aka funny looking sheep)
We also saw a pheasant, wandering around in someone's front yard, but it was a tricky little guy, and kept hiding so I couldn't take his photo.
We stopped for lunch at a picturesque pub
and I read the Sunday Observer (which was pretty good actually, even if it HAD shamelessly ripped off an otherwise scintillating section from the New York Times, that I'd read the entirety of a few days earlier)
We saw the oldest church in the country that is still in active use (in fact, we had to come back at the end of our walk because there was a service going on inside when we first passed). Incredible woodwork inside.
and a postbox like only the English can do them
I like symmetrical things
I did mention it was a beautiful day for a walk, right?