I've just come back from a weekend away in York. The occasion was for one of my close friend's Hen Party and I won't lie and say I was looking forward to it! I don't really do 'girlie stuff'... although I may have acquired a taste for pink champagne.
It was a revelation! Boy, do those girls know how to shop! We pounded the pavements for the whole day on Saturday: dresses were bought for the wedding, hats were tried on and accessories were deliberated over. Fortunately, my outfit is sorted, although I have had my eyes opened to the world of fascinators. Although I have 2 perfectly good hats, either of which will go with my dress, I may have to join the trend and get a fascinator instead.
On Saturday night we ate at The Biltmore Bar and Grill. The food was excellent. I had asparagus to start, followed by halibut and then creme brulee (who wouldn't?). I'm a real sucker for tasteful table decoration and everything got a seal of approval!
It was all quite tame in the end, although it's obvious that late nights are much harder to cope with - there was a distinct quietness on the train coming home compared to the excited chatter that went on on the journey up on Friday. The train service from London is now much improved and it took less than 2 hours, so I would definitely go back and have another look around, Driftwood!
I'm sitting here (actually, I'm slumped) and thinking how on earth I'm going to find the energy to go to work...