My favourite place was Gostwyck Chapel. It is about 11km out of town and you drive up to it through an avenue of elms. It was peaceful and had a real Anne aura about it. I wish that my sister was there too because she is a kindred spirit and we could have had a lovely time enjoying the weather, the surrounds and cross stitching while the kids played.
Friday was damp and cold. We drove up to Armidale, window shopped and went to the Gold Fishbowl Cafe. The coffee was good and the woodfired sourdough bread was even better. The cafe has a very hipster air with its cushioned milk crate seating and mismatched decor. Like a little bit of the inner city in the country.
Tim and I will head back to Armidale and across to Inverell in a couple of months for our anniversary so I took the opportunity to secure some lovely accommodation.
Today however is back to my real life. Gardening, washing, housework, ironing, baking, sewing but not necessarily in that order. I love it.