So the mister and I recently marked our ninth wedding anniversary. I know I know, I look too young right?! So it was off to the Lake District, one of my happy places, for a child free night in a hotel and some beauty chasing. Here are a few quick snaps
We visited Hawkshead for a spot of lunch and a walk about. I love Hawkshead. It's like a little Tudor rabbit warren. I've blogged about it before here.
There was a cafe with the biggest cakes I have ever seen
And the usual touristy Beatrix Potter gubbins
Of course I had ice cream. I always have ice cream.
Leggings: goodness knows
Scarf: charity shop
Bag: gift from Ilaria
I know nine is one of those awkward inbetween numbers that doesn't constitute a particular milestone but, I'm firmly of the belief that a happy marriage is a huge achievement in this day and age and something to be celebrated. I also quite like presents. It didn't take me long to start missing the kids though. By the second day I was starting to go cold turkey from that velvet soft skin and baby smell.
Such is life