I normally plan my trips away quite carefully.
Researching where to go, looking at various accommodation options, making sure I’m getting the best deal.
So I took myself by surprise this afternoon when on the spur of the moment I booked a holiday in Shropshire.
To be fair, I’ve wanted to go to Ironbridge for some time, and with everything being closed because of the weather it really did require me to come back.
The winning factor though, was the stunning food in the pub I had lunch in.
They had rooms, they had rooms free when I wanted to stay, I think that counts as fate dictating the decision.
At 2pm I’d had a brief look around the town. At 3pm I’d booked a holiday there.
Probably best if I don’t make a habit of this.