Last weekend we went to a friend's wedding in West Sussex, one of Hub's
oldest mates from his Guildford years. The wedding took place in one of
the cutest quintessentially British villages I'd ever seen.
Kirdford has two main roads, two pubs, and a post office...
And beautiful homes covered in wild flowers and greenery....
And a church that dates back to the 1100s with lots of old graves where the names have been covered in yellow moss...
And gorgeous neighboring barns like St. Bartholomew Barn where the reception was held...
And endless fields where you can sprawl out for a tipple or two...
And contemplate about philosophy or life in beautiful Kirdford...
We loved it here, just as much as our trip to Bibury. I look forward to sharing with you all more photos of where we actually stayed.
