The night before you go on holiday is usually spent in a windowless, soulless room in a Travelodge, counting down the minutes until you can stop pretending to sleep and go to the airport.
NOT THIS TIME.
In my infinite wisdom, I used Booking.com and found a country pub, just a little way out from Heathrow, in a picturesque Buckinghamshire village called Fulmer.
Just what we needed after a stressful couple of days packing and moving out of our London flat.
(Yes, the BIG NEWS is that we’re moving to Bath. But first, we’re going to the States for a Big Holiday.)
The pub was gorgeous. Luckily for us, they have two bedrooms nestled in the attic. This was ours.
Complete with a gorgeous free-standing bath. To fill it, you press a button and the water cascades down from the ceiling.
After relaxing for a bit, we wandered down to the pub downstairs for dinner. Starting with a well-earned drink in the beer garden.
We started with some delicious freshly baked bread, served with a roasted garlic bulb (for instant garlic bread!) and some oils for dipping.
Delicious (although very messy) and the perfect starter.
I ordered pork loin, which came with a potato rosti, spinach and teeny tiny toffee apples!
It was amazing.
Alex went traditional and ordered good old fashioned fish and chips.
After dinner, we made the most of the evening sun with a stroll around Fulmer village.
The whole place reminded us of Dibley (although rather more investment bankers).
We then retreated to our delightful four poster bed, for a good night’s sleep ahead of tomorrow’s adventure…flying to San Francisco!
My advice: if you’re flying from Heathrow, ditch the Travelodge and start your holiday a day early here.