Sunshine! And a swarm of Londonites descend upon the Surrey Hills and pretend to be Olympians. To avoid the red-light-jumping, "You're riding the Box Hill Loop the wrong way"-shouting* hordes earnestly doing circuits of the hills, I decided to head out to the flatlands.
I found Constable-style clouds, alligator-infested** swamps, and even a windmill! It was just like Holland!
*Seriously, I've had this bellowed at me, when I objected to a cyclist who was climbing Zig Zag Road on the wrong side. Um: heading down Box Hill is how to get home for me!
**For a given value of infestation...
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