Sunday Escapes

Sundays are fast becoming my favourite days of the week. Slow mornings, spending time together and exploring the villages on our not-so-new doorstep makes me happy. Today we ticked off Temple Guiting, although you could barely call it a village. More like a tiny hamlet with not much to see apart from a lovely shop and tearoom. We were still craving some fresh air after our scones, so took a pit-stop in Winchcombe on the way home. He insists he doesn't like it there much, but I think it's pretty sweet. I think it will look perfect at Christmas; lots of great wooden doors crying out for thick wreaths, which is the sign of a good-looking place if you ask me.

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