Last week I did just that, had time to play. We packed the car up and drove to Suffolk, how I love it so. It is to me the best place in the world. Mr Day and I plotted and planned on this break to the point we have decided when Ruby is grown a little, Suffolk is the place where we will spend our golden years.
I digress, we had the privilege of staying here, oh my it was lovely – the walks on the doorstep where breathtaking, a hidden bluebell wood was discovered; I’ve never seen anything like it.
The seaside a stones throw away was enjoyed on a sunny day, Southwold for it’s pretty beach huts and splendid grandeur and Aldeburgh for shingles and sublime High Street.
Walberswick: a true gem of a village with sand dunes and a village green; we lost our hearts a little here.
Every village you pass by is filled with beautiful architecture, history and jaw dropping beauty. A farm shop every few miles, vineyards, antique shops that made me go a little giddy!
I took this book away with me to read. I came across this beautiful house (page 59 ~69) and realised it was just a short journey from where we were staying, I couldn’t resist a visit. It is the home of antiques dealer Doris Urquhart, what a lovely lady she is I was ever so pleased to have met her. I brought home a little 19th Century watercolour souvenir to remember my visit by, we have named him Barnaby!
We arrived home with heavy hearts a car full of treasure including plants for the garden and many a happy memory.
Do you bring trinkets and treasure home with you from your holidays?