It’s a dream of a moment; sitting in the middle of your living room, leaning out of the window with a cup of tea and saying hello to a passing show of ducks, swans and barges. Three minutes later you can be on the tube and heading into town, but why on earth would you’d you want to do that? You’d be quackers.
It felt right because of Meg, who is a wonderfully humble, helpful and warm person. She’ll do right by you.
Do try the ham hock terrine at the Bridge House pub, and enjoy the deliciously wicked news revue show on there most nights.