Words by William
Honey Moon is the single most English thing I’ve ever seen. There is nothing like watching an older woman joylessly fall asleep into her pint to remind you of the country and beer and utterly dry people you miss.
I need a vacation. Just one more week of leaning into a corner of the Lamb & Flag and listening to the rain fall outside the open window. The patter lighting up the chatter of the pub. I’m going on that vacation.
Honey Moon is taking me there.
Hear it below: