In words immortalised by noughties pop icon Natasha Beddingfield, "I want to run with the wild horses." Of course, in the song, the horses act as a metaphor for unbridled freedom and joy, and, in any case, where would we find a harras of horses just meandering the open plains in the UK? If this were a film, we would cut to a wide shot of a car driving the undulating roads of the New Forest, miles of woodland stretching out
Born and raised in the U.K., I spent most of my childhood venturing into London on school trips or braving the five-hour train journey along the coast to visit family. School holidays would roll around, and we'd find ourselves traveling to Ireland and Greece but never really road-tripping much around the U.K. That's always how it seems to go: You never know what you have until it's gone.