|Hubby photobombed by Father Christmas!|
Once hubby was done, we had a wander around, grabbed something to eat and then made our way into one of the Christmas pop up bars. It smelt of Christmas! Mulled wine, hot cider and hot chocolate. After we had sampled the Christmas drinks in there we made our way up to another pop up bar where we knew we would be able to sit down, recharge and have a few more festive drinks. While in there, we watched a guy outside creating an ice sculpture. It took him a good hour, maybe more and we spent the whole time trying to guess what he was making before it became obvious that it was the Grinch.
Our last stop was in a sports bar which we haven't ever been in before despite walking past it goodness knows how many times. I'm glad we did because I really liked it in there, it had a great atmosphere and hubby was happy as he got to watch the football. Once we were done in there, we went back to the flat as my brother and his girlfriend were on their way home. That evening, we walked across the road to the local pub for a few drinks before making our way back and tucking into an Indian takeaway. It was the PERFECT day.
The rest of our weekend there was pretty chilled really. We ventured out again on the Sunday for some last minute shopping and food and had a mooch around shops in the cold bite of the winter air. Once done we made our way back to the warmth of the flat where we ate chocolate and watched DVDs.
Our journey home was sadly nothing like our journey up. Because of the atrocious weather hitting pretty much the whole of the UK it took us around seven hours to get home when usually it should take three and a half. Bit rubbish to know you have wasted most of one of your days holiday sitting in a car, battling wind and heavy rain but we had had a lovely weekend so couldn't grumble too much. It also made you appreciate stepping through your front door just that little bit more!