Countryside Weekend

Sometimes it’s just nice to get away from the rush of the big cities we all seem to live in now and go to the countryside. Since I first came over here two years ago the English countryside has taken my breath away time and time again. This time I had the pleasure of visiting Worcestershire.

For those of you who don’t know where Worcestershire is I wish I could point it out on a map just by heart, but since I have no clue where it is more than it takes about 2h on the train from Paddington I have googled it. Wikipedia had this to say about the location of Worcester: the county town of Worcestershire in the West Midlands of England. The city is located some 27 km south-west of the southern suburbs of Birmingham, and 37 km north of Gloucester. Now that that’s established, let’s move on to what a lovely time I had there.

We arrived on Friday afternoon which only gave us a chance to take a short walk through the town of Evesham, a lovely town with lots of old buildings and alleyways, and the village of Offenham, a beautiful village with adorable cottages and small town church, before heading home to spend the evening curled up on the sofa, in a house with central heating surrounded by nothing but countryside and silence.

I was woken up at around 9.30am by tickles and the promise of a delicious breakfast. So I got out of bed and we went to catch the train to Worcester. When we got there I did indeed have one of the best paninis I’d ever had accompanied by a delicious hot chocolate before we went exploring Worcester. It has so many old black and white houses, and there’s so much history in the old side of the city that it completely fascinated me. We did go in to one of said old black and white houses and had a walkabout on the very irregular, original, wooden floors and as we did this we kept falling more and more in love with the idea of one day having an old black and white cottage somewhere in the countryside. We also visited the cathedral, which seems like something you have to do when in Worcester as there was quite a high number of tourists there for the size of the city we were in. The cathedral itself was mindblowingly massive, impressive and beautiful. As we made our way back home on the bus some more black and white and old stone houses got pointed out and I can just not help but feel like that’s exactly what I want in a hopefully not to far future.

Sunday was sadly our last day in Worcestershire. We got up bright and early, or rather I got woken up again by tickles and cuddles bright and early, because we were going out for a walk around the fields and woods. The morning was frosty and the sun was shining as we made our way out of the house around 9am. Our walk lasted for about an hour and I got shown some of the best hiding and exploring places for a young welsh boy when visiting his grandmother. When we made our way back home packing and loading the car was the only thing on our schedule before heading out for lunch at the most magical little pub in the Midlands. This lovely place is called The Fleece Inn and is in the charming village of Bretforton. After a lovely pie-lunch and a good game of cards we got a ride to the train station, said our goodbyes and headed back to reality, back to London.

I feel so lucky that I got to go out of London and even Brighton for a weekend, just to get away and breathe some actual fresh air and sleep somewhere where there is absolutely no noise at night. So to the person that invited me to come and to the person who showed us such hospitality, thank you both for a lovely weekend.



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