Salts

We went to Epsom today. It’s where Mirinda is keen for us to move to. For various reasons.

I was surprised at how lovely it was. One street that Mirinda has been looking at was gorgeous and one particular house, perfect. It would appear that, were I to believe in superstitious nonsense, strange forces were out to influence us. The estate agent is Michael Everett!!! Spooky, eh? Of course that will only make sense to my mother and other close relatives.

Epsom is an awfully lot bigger than Farnham and, possibly, bigger than Guildford. It has a very long High Street with lots and lots of shops. Though it seems very cloney as we didn’t see a lot of independent shops, just chains. It also has a shopping mall, which I hate. Sadly, that’s where the Waitrose is located.

Starving, we had lunch at Cafe Rouge, because it was closer than Ask and, ended up waiting an age for our food. Mirinda claimed it was because it was full. It’s a restaurant! Surely it can manage to be full and still give good service. It’s not like a pub where they are a pub and NOT a restaurant. Anyway, it was lovely sitting in the warmth, watching as the clouds gradually parted and the sun came out. Today’s blip was just that. You can see it here.

The food was good (as it usually is at Cafe Rouge). When you ask for rare you get rare! They show the meat the grill then put it on a plate. Lovely! I was not so keen on their special steak sauce, though. I usually have the bernaise or pepper but decided to try their ‘signature sauce’ for a change. I won’t be doing that again!

After lunch we wandered back to Sidney and took the scenic drive home, back through our old stamping grounds around East Horsley, realising how much we’d love to live in Bookham.

As we approached the turn off at Clandon, the sun was casting all sorts of wonderful rays as it sank behind the Surrey Hills so I suggested we drive up to Newland’s Corner and have a look at the view. What a wonderful idea. It was lovely. Here’s the sunset.

Sunset from Newland's Corner

At home, the poodles went mad and Day-z, proving how clumsy she is, managed to tip over her untip-over-able water bowl.

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3 Responses to Salts

  1. Mum Cook says:

    Is that lovely house you looked at any where near the race course
    and our Everitt is with an i but the guy might be a long lost relative from the dark age’s LOL.
    Love mum

  2. Mirinda says:

    I liked the street and the house very much but was not so keen on Epsom town itself. It was OK – nicer than most places that close to London but nowhere near as nice as Farnham or Haslemere. Newlands Corner was spectacular.

  3. Nictor says:

    Please don’t go 🙁 x

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