Oh my dears, you won't believe what a delightful day I've had! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I'm back in my favourite pink tutu - it just felt right for a day of adventure. This is Post #211 on the www.pink-tutu.com blog, and I'm buzzing to tell you all about my jaunt to Didcot.
Now, you might be thinking "Didcot? Emma, darling, what on earth are you doing there?" Well, let me tell you, Didcot is a hidden gem! My friend, Beatrice, and I decided to take a lovely train journey from Derbyshire, the fresh air whizzing past the window. It felt positively Bridgerton in its elegance. 😉 I even spotted a handsome gentleman, gazing longingly out the window (or maybe that was just me, hopelessly romantic, as usual!).
Arriving in Didcot, the first thing that struck us was the beautiful old station building. The brickwork glowed in the sunshine, and the platform was a sea of smiling faces. There's something magical about train stations, isn't there? I feel like the world is bursting with possibilities when I step onto a platform.
Now, the reason for our trip? The Didcot Railway Centre! We love our trains here in Derbyshire, but there's just something about those steam engines that fills me with an awe and wonder I just can't get enough of.
First up, we had a delicious afternoon tea in the café at the Centre. Tiny finger sandwiches, fluffy scones, and the most decadent cakes. Then, it was time for the real star of the show - the locomotives! My personal favourite was a vintage "Flying Scotsman," a majestic beast of a machine, gleaming in the sunlight. It was as if a forgotten hero had just woken from a long sleep.
Of course, no trip to a railway centre would be complete without a spot of steam train riding. We hopped on board a quaint carriage, feeling the rumble beneath us as the train pulled out of the station. It was all a bit Thomas The Tank Engine, except in the most grown-up, delightful way possible. I felt like a child again, brimming with excitement!
Later, we took a leisurely stroll around the centre, marvelling at the vintage posters, ancient carriages, and the enormous collection of locomotives. Beatrice, ever the fashionista, even found an adorable old station clock and insisted on taking a photo of it next to her vintage suitcase!
But Didcot wasn't all about railways and locomotives. After our locomotive adventure, we treated ourselves to some classic pub fare and, of course, a spot of tea! Then, as the sun began to set, casting the town in a warm, golden glow, we took a gentle walk along the canal. There was something so serene about watching the water ripple past, as the birdsong faded into the quiet evening air.
As I sat there, feeling the gentle breeze against my face, I realised what a perfect day it had been. Sometimes, you just need a bit of adventure, a little bit of romance, and a whole lot of pink tutu to make the world feel just a little bit brighter.
My aim in life is to inspire you all to wear a pink tutu - because who doesn't love a little twirl? If I can convince the whole world to join in the fun, to try ballet even once, to wear a touch of pink, well, that would just be wonderful, wouldn't it?
Until next time, my dears, keep dancing!
Emma 💖🩰
