Not long been back from a New Years Eve bash at my friend’s hotel in the Yorkshire Dales. They have recently re-taken over management of the 170 year old building. It’s in a beautiful little village which is still covered in snow and ice from the recent fall. She lovingly gave us the best room in the hotel – although all of the rooms are tres lovely – some with beautiful views of the gardens. We arrived late afternoon New Years Eve and helped finish off the final touches of preparation, (avec glass of vino) prior to some of the other guests arriving.
Two poor travellers from London arrived at the hotel, in true nativity fashion, asking for a room for the night as they had nowhere to stay. My friend advised them that there was one room spare but they would have to deal with the noise of our private party. Despite witnessing the dog defecate on the hall carpet in true Fawlty Towers style, they took the room and became part of the new year celebrations. We ate, drank, danced and became very very merry until nearly 4am in the morning. My friend’s 6 year old son’s keyboard was traditionally rolled out – on which I played ‘Auld Lang Syne’ after the chimes of Big Ben was heard! There were 19 of us in total and it was great fun spending new year with friends, new friends, and friends of friends, as the snow fell outside.
This morning we all heartily tucked into a traditional cooked English breakfast (thanks Kev) before a leisurely stroll around the village, it’s icy lanes and beautiful small village church. I even had a go at pulling the church bell to announce the hour to the village – probably much to their confusion! The church had stunning stained glass windows at shoulder height which I couldn’t resist taking a shot or two of with my camera.