Now and then, fate raises her delicate hand and gently ushers you somewhere you didn’t expect to be.

And so it was a few weeks ago when holidaying in the UK.

It was meant to be a couple of days walking the North Downs Way in Surrey with old friends. And since my pal, Tom, organised the whole thing, Mrs B and I didn’t look too closely at the maps.

So the sudden appearance of an iconic site from Emma took us somewhat by surprise. Nor was it the only Austenesque location on this trip.

It all began on a bridge...