Bosworth Hall - UK
We have this kinda rule in our house, that once every few months we have a night away somewhere, just the two of us. No furries wanting our undivided attention, and no laptops or xboxes. And last weekend was one of those.. So we packed up the car with only an overnight bag (or two..) and a bottle of cider, and headed for Bosworth Hall.
As soon as we arrived, we were surrounded by a continuous flow of afternoon tea. Being a fancy weekend and all, it seemed rude not to join the other guests, and indulged in a jam topped scone, washed down with a nice cup of tea.
The grounds of Bosworth Hall are absolutely beautiful so once the rain had stopped, we headed for a walk around them. At times we felt like we were in the Secret Garden, until Little B kept pretending we were in Downton Abbey!
When the rain came back down, we decided it was time for a relaxing evening spent in the spa, before getting dressed up and spending dinner with a free bottle of wine.
The next morning we took a stroll into the village. We immediately fell in love with the flowerbeds that proudly stood outside every other house. The cute fruit and veg shop caught my eye with their ripe banana's poster. Banana bread is my favourite, but Little B hates them!
Little B treated me to some fresh flowers from the local florist shop, which sure made my day and off we pottered back to the car ready for our singathon car ride home back to the furries.Who had obviously had a wild party for the night, because the crisps were everywhere...
The Little Winters x