For Tom’s Christmas present last year, I gave him a year of dates. To the well-versed in Pinterest feeds, that will be instantly recognisable. For those without an unhealthy addiction to pinning, it’s basically a box of 12 brown envelopes filled with pre-paid, pre-organised dates. The purpose of which is to make sure you sit still together at least once a month whilst the world around you is spinning.
In January, Tom’s date was a woodland walk through Bacton Woods followed by a pub lunch – with money for lunch already sealed inside the envelope. For February, seeing as it was Valentine’s Day, I booked an overnight stay at Reeds Barn in a quaint little village called Little Walsingham in Norfolk. I desperately wanted to see the famous February snowdrops that blanket the grounds of Walsingham Abbey for a few short weeks, so I thought it would be nice to couple the sightseeing with an overnight stay somewhere secluded and beautiful.
Why am I posting this now when the trip happened in February you ask? Well my observant friend, you may have noticed I am not the best blogger in the world when it comes to consistency. I like to think I shine in other areas. In an unexpected plot twist, one week after this trip happened, Tom got down on one knee and asked me to marry him (catch up here!)
As you can imagine all sources of responsibility, including this post, flew out of the window quite spectacularly in order to make room for all the photos of my left hand. I hope you’ll forgive the enormous time hop whilst also remembering what your mum told you about important things being better late than never. Whilst that probably doesn’t apply to ALL things, including but not limited to kidnapping and aids, we can certainly apply it to this slightly late, slightly irrelevant blog post.
So without further ado, please pretend you’re shivering in a blanket with a hot chocolate in February and not sipping cocktails from a pineapple cup in the hottest month of the year. Ready? GO!
Having driven through lots of novel-worthy villages such as Great Snoring and Little Snoring, we reached Little Walsingham – only a five mile drive from Wells-Next-the-Sea. Nestled to one side of a cobbled track, we found Reeds Barn – a luxury bed and breakfast with an outdoor heated pool and indoor sauna, not to mention beds made of marshmallows and bath tubs big enough for two.
We could see the beautiful deck and pool from our bedroom on the first floor, but after a long walk through the grounds of Walsingham Abbey all we wanted to do was curl up with a coffee and a book and make our way through the box of chocolates we bought from The Chocolate Deli in Walsingham A.K.A heaven on earth.
A full English and continental breakfast is served daily and sourced locally or plucked straight from their organic garden. Everyone is so blooming friendly that you can’t help but be in a good mood all the time. It’s so rare that we find somewhere so luxurious that is also dog-friendly, which meant that little Moo could stay with us and pose for adorable photographs on silk linens. It was such a perfect place to spend Valentine’s Day and we are planning a trip back for the end of the summer.