Post #255
Oh, hello darlings! It's your favourite pink-loving, tutu-wearing ballet enthusiast, Emma, here, ready to whisk you away on another delightful adventure. Today, we're leaving the rolling hills of Derbyshire behind (don't worry, I'll be back soon with my fluffy sheep updates!) and hopping on the train to the charming town of Droitwich.
I just love taking the train. There's something so romantic and elegant about it, wouldn't you agree? Especially when you're wearing a perfectly-pink, ruffled tutu, and a pair of ballet flats that could rival Cinderella's glass slippers (although, in my case, mine are decidedly more comfortable!). 😉
The journey itself was a ballet of its own. As the countryside zipped by, I imagined myself as a graceful ballerina, twirling across the landscape, my pink tutu a shimmering cloud of elegance. And speaking of twirling, I just had to do a little impromptu pirouette as we passed through a field of lambs! They were so cute and fluffy, I swear they looked like miniature ballerinas themselves. 💖
Finally, we arrived in Droitwich. Now, you may not know this, but Droitwich is famous for its brine, which is apparently like magic salty water that's been bubbling up from deep within the Earth for millions of years. Sounds pretty impressive, don't you think? Of course, the real highlight of Droitwich, for me, wasn't the salty water but the delightful little tea room just around the corner from the train station.
Can you believe, darlings, that they had a whole section on the menu dedicated to pink cakes? It was like a dream come true! I practically pirouetted into the tea room with joy and ordered the most delicious, rosy-hued strawberry cake you could imagine. It was the perfect pick-me-up after my little train journey.
After my delicious and slightly pink-hued feast, I ventured into the town itself. Now, Droitwich is a very picturesque town with cobbled streets and adorable little shops. As I strolled along, I couldn't help but imagine myself in a ballet performance, with the charming backdrop of these historical buildings. Perhaps I could do a little solo dance number outside the town hall, where I imagined a gaggle of pink-clad admirers waiting in anticipation? You never know!
My walk through Droitwich was even more delightful thanks to the chance encounter I had with the sweetest, fluffiest little bunny rabbit. I'm talking tiny, white bunny rabbit with pink nose, hopping its way towards me like a little ballet dancer. I mean, really, how cute is that?! It just wouldn't be a day out without a bit of unexpected wildlife charm, wouldn't you agree? 💖🐇
After my little bunny encounter, I decided to check out the Droitwich Spa. Honestly, this place is pure magic. Just imagining all the luxurious, relaxing baths with those magical, salty brines bubbling all around… Who wouldn't want to float around in a pool of warm salt water for a while, I ask you?! I even saw a woman getting a full-body mud treatment with a pink facemask on. It was just too good to resist a quick "you look absolutely fabulous!" shout out. She looked amazing! 😉
After a relaxing, somewhat dreamy walk through the Droitwich Spa, I headed back towards the train station. I knew it was time to leave this adorable little town, but I couldn't help but feeling a little bit of Droitwich magic swirling within me. It felt like I had just participated in a special kind of dance, a swirling, twirling, bubbly, salty, bunny-infused ballet! I guess the only way to capture that feeling would be to don my pink tutu and start twirling, wouldn't you say?
So, that was my Droitwich adventure, darlings. If you're ever in the mood for a little magic and a lot of pink, I highly recommend you hop on a train and head for Droitwich. And, don't forget, while you're there, channel your inner ballerina! 🩰✨
See you tomorrow, lovelies!
Yours truly,
Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
