My weekend at the Lake District

So after being picked up at Harrogate station at 10.30 in the morning, and still feeling half asleep from the 4-hour train journey from London, I assumed stepping into my boyfriends car we'd be heading straight back to his house (and that a long nap would follow!) Little did I know, we were en route to the Lake District for a pre-christmas weekend away. Eek.

I'm terrible with surprises, so when my phone was confiscated (and the bloody passcode changed) my brain went frantic thinking about where the hell we could be going. After a 3 hour car journey which consisted of me asking about 100 questions (are we there yet? are we close?) we finally arrived at literally the most beautiful place i've ever seen. We stayed in the cosiest bed and breakfast known to man kind which was perfectly topped off by complementary coffee and shortbread biscuits. Despite the poor weather, waking up too late for breakfast and broken champagne flutes (oops..) it was easily the loveliest weekend ever. Lots of brownie points for my lovely boyfriend!

I wish I'd have taken more photos, but I did manage to salvage a few. Here are a few photos from our little adventure in the Lake District. (Please do yourself a favour Lucy and invest in a new camera soon...)