Boxing Day in Pirton, Day 46

We visited Pirton today, a small village where my mom and aunt lived when they were young. Ohmygoodness! What an absolutely stunning place! It was all very magical because it is filled with houses and scenery looking as thought they have been plucked from a movie. We had lunch at one of the two pubs in the village and then set out to walk around the whole village. We got to see the cottage they lived in,

my mom’s old school and the beautiful old church made of wood marked 1697!
Villages like Pirton are so surreal to me because they are unlike anything you’d find in Canada. All of the houses are filled with so much character, some of them (like the house my mom used to live in) 300 years old. I loved the fact that everyone was walking around in their wellies, dogs trotting by the side, waving to us as they passed. I loved all the green rolling fields,

the horses and the fact that there was only one store on the high street. I’ve always loved living in a city and have always said that I would never in a million years live in a small town up north so I was quite surprised at how much I loved Pirton.

I fell in love with this cottage the moment I saw it. Didn’t I recently write that I’d be living in Soho in ten years? A nice, cosy cottage surrounded by green rolling hills or a small, funky flat on a cobblestone street five minutes away from Topshop? Decisions, decisions!