Angels

Either side of the river

Emma and I have been house-hunting today. Or rather, we've driven up and down half the roads around Reading trying to find a good community to live in.

Stopped at the traffic lights we saw what you might call a 'sign': The Angel Inn. Better still, the other side of the river stood the Little Angel Inn.

If the river wasn't The Thames and if the town wasn't Henley we might even have popped into an estate agent. Instead we drove on. (Some might consider 'Henley' to be a prestigious address. I think I'd just consider it an embarrassment.)