Thursday night past, I was told, “Pack a bag, we’re going away for a long weekend.” Well, you don’t have to tell me twice. Next morning I was ready and sitting in the car by 07.15.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“Your special place,” he replied.
I didn’t need to know more, I knew where we were going.
So, I have enjoyed a mega busy, but supremely happy weekend, doing what I love best, where I love best.
Long idle walks, cream tea’s, coffee at midnight on the balcony and most of all, quiet adult company.
Here it is in four amazing pictures.
Not only do I appreciate how lucky I am, being treated to a surprise trip away, but I also appreciate just how many beautiful and historic places there are to see, and visit in my own country. No need to travel abroad to enjoy history and culture, its right here on our doorstep. It makes me immensely proud of my heritage, and my wonderful country.
Comments, as always, are welcome.