So this weekend saw yet more snow arrive in Shropshire & in fact over most of the Uk,
Shrewsbury for some reason (maybe because its in the bow of the River Severn) had a sprinkling of the stuff but not enough to warrant panic buying & rioting, but sadly enough to force me to cancel my plans to meet friends in Stratford.
Luckily I have a wonderful chum who offered me what I think to be a wonderful alternative! I was invited down to Hopton House for the weekend & I gladly accepted.
Now those of you that have followed my blog know Hopton is a wonderful bed & breakfast nestled down in the South Shropshire countryside.
So provisions (change of underwear, socks, toothbrush & books you know all the essentials) packed & off I set.
The welcome upon arrival would fail to melt even the stoniest heart as Murphy & Mitsi greet you with a fevered wag of their tail & an excited glint in their eye.
And so my Saturday afternoon of chatting, eating cake, drinking tea, reading, playing ball with the dogs & watching the Bramblings, Yellow Hammers & various other birds began.
The afternoon soon progressed into evening where I was treated to wonderful food & wonderful company followed by great discussions about films (classics & modern) before retiring to bed. I was in The Paddock Room (my usual room) which to me is the definition of a perfect bedroom and woke on Sunday morning to the Sparrows chirping away & a wonderful snowy vista.
As you can tell I’m quite pleased the snow altered my plans as I got to retreat for the weekend with friends in a little corner of snowy Shropshire.