We had a weekend away last weekend and everything we did was affected by the snowfall in the north east of this wonderful little island. I don’t think anything has changed this week!
We went on a shoot to Cockerdale as we do every year about this time and the setting is amazingly beautiful but that beauty is only highlighted by a fall of snow. There was about 4″ of snow from the day before, the sun shone, the crowd we go with are all really good fun and the day was just incredible all round. The guns all loved their day.
On Friday night we went to stay with my mum who lives in a very pretty little stone built house but it is a bit chilly, especially when the temperatures plummet as they have been doing at night time.
We went into town to watch the lights being switched on and took fish and chips home (from the best fish and chip shop bar none!!).
On the Saturday we drove to Durham to see JC’s mum where the snow is even deeper. We then set out for Sunderland to see his grandad who isn’t very well at the moment but we were turned away by a total white out.
We headed south to Teesdale and it was just enough distance to make a days difference as there was snow & sunshine but no new snow fall. We got to soak up the lovely silence and sunshine on a nice long winter wonderland walk before a quick visit to the Middleton Christmas Market.
There is a farmer’s market in Middleton every month anyway but this one was enhanced with a grotto, craft stalls, a brass band and christmas lights all in crispy crunchy snowy darkness.
Then we went off to my Dad’s house warming party. We were invited by my cousin Irene to stay at her lovely holiday cottage, West Tofts so that we wouldn’t have to worry about taxis to mum’s, electing a driver and all of the other things that come with not within walking distance.
West Tofts is a very pretty, and deceptively large barn conversion on the outer reaches of Mickleton village and housed us and various member’s of my dad’s girlfriend’s family. All incredibly good fun as they are quite amusing and great crack.
The fun has to come to an end at some point and we faced a tricky drive but the further we got down the country, the less snowy is got. It is quite a strange thing to see a line in the ‘snow’ and although it wasn’t much warmer in Lodnon Town than the NE, there was no snow!
But we have it now and it hasn’t turned to brown mush yet and is quite beautiful.
but there is something magical about the dales in the snow…….