On the second day of my London trip, and staying with my friend of 30 years, Pat, who is on assignment with her employer for a few months. She lives in a town about 20 miles outside of London.
I’ve been to London several times, but have never been in an actual neighborhood, with yards and garages. She is renting this house through the company. It’s a very peaceful and lovely place, although everything has been cloudy and grey as usual. Because she’s single, they only minimally furnished the place, so she has empty rooms. Most of the houses in this area have a conservatory. Pat uses her for her dog’s house. The entire street is pleasant and walkable. And very British looking. Go figure.