Turnip House, Shropshire
Taking over Turnip and Corn house on the edge of the Shropshire hills for a weekend of family chill was a portion of much needed rest. This home straight to Christmas I always find to be a weary one. I guess its a mixture of the darkness kicking in early and all of your insides craving a slower pace, hearty food and a duvet while your daily schedule powers on at full force.
Blissfully all those cravings got their longed for fix on this weekend in the countryside, and alongside all of my nearest and dearest too.