Fortunately Leigh has The Plough Inn public house. The sign said not to enter, a bell was provided to summon assistance. They served very tasty chips and a coffee whilst I sat in the sun.
Almost without exception, if there is a bridge it's only one car width wide in this area.
Here is a picture from the one in Betchworth.
On Wednesday as I cycled under a tree I went through a wall of flies, luckily I had my mouth closed. You can just see them as they are illuminated by my the built in light on my camera.
Friday I chilled out on the green in Brockham, I usually stop, eat and head home. This time it was good to just watch the world go for a while.