After everyone arose from their slumber, it was decided that a pub lunch/Sunday roast was just what the doctor ordered after the previous nights shenanigans. Rie suggested we go to Colnbrook village which is quite near Heathrow (directly west). Since there were no planes flying due to the volcanic ash cloud drifting over the UK from Iceland, sitting outside listening to the bird song in the sunshine was absolutely wonderful and something that probably hasn't happened in that village since Heathrow was built.
For more info about Colnbrook, check out their website: http://www.colnbrook.com/
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