So life took over again. Nothing bad just the normal stuff. Tag end of summer to enjoy some trips, delivering a child back to uni, a wedding - the usual stuff. Oh and work and housework and starting to think about Christmas....
When did life get to speed up like this? Like a roller-coaster with no brakes or a bull in the proverbial china shop (with associated damage) my life seems to just whizz along with no time to pause and think. Which is probably a good thing all in all.
So some highlights for you.
We took youngest girl for her fourth year at Sheffield Hallam and snuck in a cheeky weekend with friends in Yorkshire. We had discovered, earlier in the year, a fab B&B which was both affordable, in some great countryside and had all the little extras that made it more of a country hotel experience than a B&B. The Manor Cullingworth is in the middle of a fairly new estate of houses but is a wonderful old house with shed-loads of charm and character. The bedrooms are comfortably furnished with fine bedlinens and all have beautiful marble bathrooms.
I can safely say that the breakfast was one of the best we have had anywhere - and that includes the Savoy! Everything that goes into making a great British cooked breakfast is on offer - eggs (done any way you like), tasty local sausages, lean flavoursome bacon, beans, toast, coffee - or even smoked salmon were on offer alongside fresh fruit (and not just boring apple or the tinned stuff either) and great coffee. All from £70 per night per couple - your money definitely goes further in Yorkshire!
This is also a brilliant base to explore the countryside and we decided to walk from Cullingworth into Haworth which is home to the Bronte museum and is where they filmed The Railway Children. You head off out of the estate and cross the viaduct and you're suddenly in the most beautiful countryside. Here is the viaduct to give you an idea.
Your walk takes you through woods, alongside rocky outcrops, across fields and you get to walk a bit of the moors before finally you are within striking distance of Howarth itself.
The parsonage where the Bronte sisters grew up with their brother and father is as far as you can go in the village and backs on to the moors. You can feel the atmosphere even on a sunny day - which it was on this visit. You can feel the isolation they must have felt, the small original village although now surrounded by modern houses, must have clung on in splendid isolation through the long dark winter's up there - no wonder their books are so bleak!
I simply love it here. You can forget your worries on the moors and of course there is always a local hostelry on hand that serves superb local beers to keep you going!