Around a month ago the horrible passing of my Nana occurred and to say we were all devastated was probably an understatement. I’m pretty sure when someone’s family member dies that there is a generic ‘she was like my best friend’ statement thrown here, there and everywhere. But amongst this generic statement was the actual fact that she truly was. She was beyond sarci(my absolute fave), Witty, young for her age and there no matter what. And as much as it hurts for her not to be here, she’d have serious anger against us being upset. So, copious amounts of meals out, biscuits and late night whiskeys would be what she wanted and boy was I going to give her that( bar the whiskey-urgh). Maybe I took these too much to heart and used them as a way for me to lard ass it up because- hello weight gain. However, as time’s plod on and we remember her with happiness, we found that our lovely uncle( and brother) had treated us to a spa break to get those cobwebs away. With this amazing invitation who would seriously say no? A night away, a meal , spa day and treatment? ER, HELLO.
Roll on four weeks later and we were off to Bolton Last drop village, armed with two bottles of champagne (courtesy of the uncle) and a whole loada nibbles. Arriving to the hotel with its old world feel, we checked in, drank some bubbly and stuffed crisps and dip in our faces. Attractive yeah? Around two hours later, some lightheaded women and their drunken legs toppled on down to the restaurant for a beautiful meal. I’d be lying to say this was the quickest service we’d ever had, as we waited for around an hour for our server to realise the starters had been forgotten. But an extra half hour later and boom we were in food heaven. Leaving these set backs aside we giggled and chatted away until it was time for bed. As we stumbled on up, left to go to our rooms and closed back the curtains in our drunken haze we wondered where the hell light was shining through from? Oh yeah, that would be the five holes throughout the curtains…with them lookin’ like a rat had gnawed them? As much as this should of angered us , all we did was giggle, take photo’s and think EH?
Awaking several hours later, dry mouthed and longin’ for a cup of tea, we plodded on down to breakfast to grab what we could. Throwin’ on our gym clothes and runnin’ on down to the spa we arrived for our 10am massage slot just in time. Propelling into serious tranquillity for half an hour, the wonderful masseuse managed to get every tension out my body…and make me fall asleep. With the message finished and another cuppa down, we headed onto the panoramic outside pool for a chat and a lie in whatever sun was beamin’ on down. Two hours later, a sauna job and 30 lengths swam, not only was I seriously dying from being unfit, but we were to head on home.
All in all this trip was an amazing time to spend with my mum, aunt and sister with a great message and lots of laughs.The only criticism goes to the hotel for their service time and appearance because who wants to sleep with light blastin’ through the window? Other than that we’d had an amazing time with amazing company and it was all thanks to an amazing guy, thankyou Craig Symons.
The spa & hotel…
Spa selfie( from left: Alison, Sue, Claire, me)
Floral drop hem dress, The Gap
Caramel, suede tie heels, Next
Khaki waterfall jacket, New Look @Asos
From where I stand: outfit from birds eye view
Sister shot(apologies for the blurred vision, turns out my mother can’t use a phone…)
Watch: River Island
Bracelets: Buckley London
-Here’s to the next one!
x Em x