One of the reasons why I enjoy living in London is that on a moment's notice, and without venturing too far, you can temporarily escape the city and have a delightful change of scenery - before swiftly returning to the organised chaos which keeps you coming back for more. Last Saturday was one such day, when I met an old friend and took a short drive to Bray - probably the most picturesque, idyllic village I've been to in quite some time.
Home to the famous Fat Duck, Bray has one main road and is a collection of a few pubs and restaurants, a church, town hall, cricket club, and is surrounded by quaint cottages with well-tended gardens. Sadly, our trip was not to sample the £195 tasting menu (on this occasion), but we more than made up for it at one of Heston's traditional pubs, The Crown at Bray, with chicken liver parfait on brioche toast, smoked potted mackerel, fish and chips, and The Crown 'Cranachan' for dessert.
After lunch we went for a walk around the village, ducking in and out of places to avoid the flashes of rain, and as you can see it was postcard England - vintage bicycles, Hunter boots, Summer flowers, and the River Thames.