Down to Shere

We took a spontaneous trip from our estate out to the English Countryside yesterday, and found ourselves in the Surrey Hills. We pulled up along a road and ventured into the woods looking for Garuffalo.

After throwing many sticks and looking down fox dens, we retreated to Shere- a lovely small village. It has quite a reputation in the movie industry.

We snugged into a warm booth at the White Horse Pub. Here's an earlier visit for C.

Now that D has been to the White Horse, it ranks as one of the very few pubs in the UK that all of the American/Hinsdale Parks have been to over the years.

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