We enjoyed at sensational weekend away in
the Cotswolds over Easter (yes, we know it’s been a while since we’ve updated
the blog...sincerest apologies!!).
Anyway, the Cotswolds were amazing -
quintessentially English in every possible way. Green rolling hills, quaint
villages, countless tea rooms, spring lambs, daffodils, ancient pubs....even
the weather was classically English – overcast, cold and drizzly all weekend.
Normally that would have been pretty irritating...but for some reason it
wouldn’t have felt quite right any other way.
We’re not exaggerating by saying
that being in the Cotswolds is a little bit like stepping into a story book.
It’s almost hard to image that such a places exists outside of fairy tales and
children’s stories – so much so that when we saw a Royal Mail van parked in a
small village, we half expected to see Postman Pat and his black and white cat.
We spent four days meandering from town to
town, spending a fair chuck of time in tea rooms and pubs – it was that sort of
weekend.
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