Hey lovelies!
It's your girl, Emma, checking in from sunny (well, it could be sunnier, let's be honest!) Ashington, ready to share all about my latest tutu escapade! It's a bit of a change from my usual Derbyshire routine, but as always, I'm embracing the adventure, and as you'll see, it's already proving to be pretty fab.
The journey here was a little different this time. No trains for this tutu-tastic gal – I opted for a rather elegant, if slightly unorthodox, mode of transportation: a beautiful chestnut mare named Ginger! Honestly, there's something so freeing about galloping through the countryside, the wind in your hair (and under your tutu, of course!). I even managed to incorporate a few pirouettes en route – don't worry, Ginger didn't mind a bit!
Ashington's Artistic Charms
So, let's talk Ashington. First off, the people are amazing. Such friendly faces! Even the grumpy-looking shopkeeper at the little tea shop down the road offered me a free biscuit with my Earl Grey. What a sweetheart! And they've got the best chips and gravy I've tasted outside Derbyshire – seriously, you have to try the local chippy if you're ever here.
But Ashington isn't just about yummy grub and kind locals. It has a vibrant art scene too. Today, I popped into the local theatre, which has the most magnificent stained glass windows, just begging to be photographed for Instagram. And I definitely can't wait to see the upcoming production of "Sleeping Beauty" - apparently they have some brilliant dancers in this area, so I'm definitely going to get tickets!
Random Tutu Discovery
Now, you know me, a random tutu appearance is just part of my life. And today was no exception. As I was exploring the town square, a sweet little girl with sparkling eyes caught my eye. She was holding the most amazing pink tutu – you know I'm obsessed with all things pink – with fluffy pink feathers that danced in the breeze. "Is that yours?" I asked. "No," she replied, shyly, "My grandma gave it to me! It's a little bit old." Well, my darlings, how could I resist?! We talked for ages, I helped her twirl a bit, and I bought that beautiful tutu for a mere 5 pounds. Talk about a bargain!
This random tutu was the perfect souvenir to mark my Ashington adventure. And trust me, you can expect to see it on Instagram, with a stunning pose by yours truly.
Inspiring Change – One Tutu At A Time
Every new place, every new adventure, fuels my passion. My mission, my dear friends, remains: get everyone wearing a pink tutu! And it seems Ashington is ready for the Pink Tutu Revolution! I can already imagine the town centre buzzing with vibrant tutus - ballet teachers leading pink-clad workshops, young kids twirling with their favourite princesses, even the grumpy shopkeeper dancing in the street, embracing the spirit of joy and dance!
Maybe my trip to Ashington won't be about just spreading joy through tutus, but maybe about the joy of discovering something new. It's definitely not Derbyshire – it has its own unique charm – and I am definitely feeling the inspiration!
So, what have I learned today?
- You never know what treasures you'll find on a journey.
- The world is full of amazing people, even if they're hiding behind grumpy exteriors.
- There is always time for a twirl!
- Pink tutus have a magical power to bring joy.
I hope you've enjoyed this journey through my pink-tutu-tastic Ashington adventures!
Stay tuned, darlings, for more tutu-filled fun! And don't forget to follow me on all my socials (links in bio, duh!)!
XOXO, Emma www.pink-tutu.com
