SUNDAY DRIVING ON BOXING DAY

We went southeast. We got on the A25 which took us past Dorking and we ended up in Newdigate, a typical English village. We passed a road called Hogspudding Lane which tickled our fancy. We found a pub, called the Surrey Oak. It was a great example of an English pub - exposed beams which you can bash your heads against because they are so low. It had a great atmosphere - very friendly. I think all the locals had turned up there on Boxing Day.

From there, we went on to Pease Pottage. Now I have no idea why I know the poem '' Pease pottage hot, Pease pottage cold, Pease pottage in the pot, Nine days old'', but I do and the connection with the village ..... who knows.