Hey darlings, it's your favourite pink-tutu-clad adventurer Emma, here with a brand new post! Today's adventures are bringing you straight to Strood, a little slice of Kent that surprised me with its charm and, dare I say, a certain touch of Parisian elegance (but without the queues and crowds!)
Post 7397, because yes, I'm counting them all. ;) Let's get into it!
So, Strood. You might not think of it as a place for a pink-tutu-loving ballerina to be, but you'd be wrong! I arrived in style, of course, hopping off the train from my home county of Derbyshire - oh, to have been a princess being swept into Strood by a handsome stallion...but alas, public transport had to do. SIGH
But don't get me wrong, the train was absolutely divine. My bright pink tutu really stood out against the beige fabric of the carriage - think Barbie meets Jane Austen and you'll get the picture. Every fellow passenger smiled at me - I swear there were hearts in their eyes! I love spreading a little pink joy wherever I go. And who knows, maybe I inspired someone to put on their own tutu!
Speaking of spreading pink joy, did I mention the weather was absolutely sublime? It's one of those gloriously golden autumn days, a little breezy but oh-so-crisp. You could just feel the promise of autumnal adventure, and trust me, Strood had me feeling very adventurous indeed!
My first stop? The Strood & District Wildlife Sanctuary! A sanctuary, indeed, because these adorable creatures had the place to themselves, happily munching on autumn leaves. It made me realise how connected we are to nature, you know? These fluffy friends reminded me of all the beauty we have around us. It filled my heart with the kind of joy only a pink tutu can contain! I made sure to capture it all on film - I mean, come on, who doesn't love a fluffy furry friend to brighten their feed, especially in a pink tutu? 💖
Onwards to Strood Town Centre! The High Street was surprisingly bustling - filled with cute shops, cafes that looked absolutely delectable, and the warmest kind of community vibe. There was this amazing vintage shop that literally stopped me in my tracks - all these amazing frocks from another era! And guess what? They even had a tutu or two! Now, if only they came in pink... (dreamy sigh) It was tempting, oh-so-tempting, to bring home a new pink tutu, but I had to hold myself back. (A girl's gotta save room in her luggage for souvenirs, right?!)
And talking about souvenirs... Strood definitely didn't disappoint! The charming little market was a haven for treasures, both unique and beautiful. I picked up a stunning ceramic teapot with pink roses - it's practically calling for a pink tutu tea party, and trust me, one will be had. 💖
After the market, I found a little café that literally whispered “Come in and rest your weary feet”. A true pink-tutu-clad girl can only manage so many miles before she needs a bit of pampering, you know! 🍰☕️ They even had the best homemade scones - a total score for this Derbyshire gal who just can't resist a bit of comforting “crumbliness!”
In the afternoon, I headed for the Strood Theatre! (Yes, darling, a theatre... in Strood! You learn something new every day). Now, let me tell you, Strood really surprised me. The theatre was not just a place to catch a show - it had a little cafe attached that was absolutely darling! I had the best hot chocolate (and by the best, I mean the best) served with a generous helping of fluffy marshmallow fluff - absolutely heavenly!
And then, the show! A wonderful amateur dramatic production of The Importance of Being Earnest! They were phenomenal, especially the guy playing Algernon. You'd think he was born to play that character, such charm and comedic timing! It was truly an evening to remember. 💖🎭
All in all, a simply divine day in Strood. You know, the journey is never just about the destination; it's about all the tiny moments that make the experience truly unforgettable. From fluffy animals in the wildlife sanctuary to that amazing performance at the Strood Theatre, everything was pure magic, infused with the spirit of a pink tutu and a touch of Strood charm.
P.S. I did sneak in a ballet class at the Strood School of Dance. It's just something I need to do every so often! They were such lovely people - I swear I'm going to encourage them to try a pink tutu lesson one day. Imagine the joy, the fun! 🩰
P.P.S. As promised, I have tons of pics of this Strood adventure. Make sure to check them out over on www.pink-tutu.com - they're the perfect pink-tutu-clad accompaniment to this story!
Till next time, my loves. Remember to dream big, dance your heart out, and wear that pink tutu with pride!
