I feel a connection to the village of Shere in Surrey because I have a branch of ancestors that were born and breed there and the surrounding villages for 100’s of years. Most were agricultural laborers during the time when the area was notorious for smugglers, sheep-stealers and poachers with cottages with very large cellars “far too large for any honest purpose, and were no doubt made for storing smuggled goods till they could be conveniently taken on to London”. Whoa, not just a modern day film set then, exciting..!
The village seems to consist of 3 ‘main’ roads. We had a wonderful meal celebrating my daughters birthday at Kinghams first, then headed down Gomshall Lane to Middle Street, it’s ‘high street’ and where the actions at.
You pass picture perfect homes.
and cute little shops bursting with character.
Cuckoo’s Corner is dark inside and oozes style. It’s crammed with pretty gifts. Hubby wants to buy Charlotte something for a keepsake.
He’s trying to talk her into a set of large bulbs placed in a heart shape for her room at home.
but I love this little fella.
Moving on I see a rather derelict water fountain. Chaaaarlotte we have to have a picture in here, our ancestors would have drunk from this very fountain!
Walking down Middle Street, I consider the fact that Shere village appeared in the Domesday Book 1086.
Many of the houses along this street have this style.
This one is the local forge.
We reach the Dabbling Duck (it’s right by the river) and it’s a gorgeous place to have lunch or a piece of cake.
What is it? I think it’s something to wring out wet clothes with. I think these two have other ideas.
Inside is delightful.
We reach the wooden old Fire station dated 1885 which is right by the river Tillingbourne. It’s still serving the public, except it’s now the public toilets!
Proof my baby still likes a cuddle.
The mighty river Tillingbourne.
Where the ducks dare to paddle.
Nice spot to sit and have a birthday cuddle with her dad.
The White Horse Inn is opposite Church Square and started as a house in 1450. It was in the film The Holiday, as was the church. This is a former smugglers pub and has its own ghost (obviously). You’d best behave here, there are still the village stocks outside.
Yes, that’s me and my daughter on the floor. It’s a habit of ours, we kinda drop to our knees when a cute dog is nearby.
We finally make it in.
‘The Shere Shop’ is packed full of treasures, mainly home-ware.
but also children’s things too. Toooo cute!
The lovely village church is called St James. My SON is called James! This can not be a coincidence, can it? Most likely, but nice non the less.
After checking a few headstones saying ‘our ancestors could be buried here’, half a dozen times we head inside and it becomes ‘oh, our ancestors might have sat here’. Never gets old.
Checking war plaques on the walls and feeling guilty that I’m disappointed my family name isn’t on any.
Wow look how old this door is. My ancestors…
On leaving the church we see the Surrey Hills beckoning behind the houses of Shere.
It’s been a brilliant day, spending time in Shere. Hubby knows the pressure to move here starts with every visit. If my family of old knew anything it was location location. Besides, it’s nice to dream…
Claim Your FREE Travel Guide & Checklist
Claim your free travel guide and checklist and be sent weekly posts on travel, recipes and more! Helping to make your midlife more fabulous.