Havering is Essex-adjacent, but the locals will fight you if you call it that. It’s got more green space than you’d expect, including a massive country park where deer judge your life choices. The borough is so spread out that your nearest bus stop is probably a 20-minute walk through a cloud of pollen.
Fun fact: Havering’s name comes from the old Saxon word for “lady’s land,” which explains why the deer look so smug.
