Waking up to find the New Forest covered in a thick blanket of snow was a lovely surprise, despite my constant wish for it to be spring now. Here in the south of England, we don’t see weather like this very often so when it arrives, there’s always an element of excitement to be found. After yesterday’s adventure, we wanted to continue this weekend of snow with a cosy Sunday lunch and a wander in the village centre. Burley is one of the most picturesque places in the New Forest, year round, but today it had been transformed into a winter wonderland.
Usually, we would walk into the village through our well-worn route but with minus temperatures outside, hopping in the car seemed like a much more appealing option. Craving something sweet, we made Burley-Licious our first stop where I tried the Teapigs rhubarb and ginger tea alongside a homemade scone with jam and clotted cream, my usual treat. The atmosphere in here is so cosy with steamed up windows and only a few tables. I still remember our first visit just after Dave’s parents bought their house here in Burley and we came to explore the village on the rainiest day of the year. Every time we walk past Burley-Licious it brings back that lovely memory.
Following this little journey down memory lane, we wanted to stop by one of Burley’s many cosy pubs for a wintery drink. Naturally, with it being a Sunday, everywhere was full and after a few failed attempts, we salvaged the day at Burley Inn, the understated option and, in our opinion, the nicest pub in the village. Out of all the ones nearby, it has the friendliest feeling and is almost always quiet in comparison to the others; it’s perfect for a romantic drink as opposed to the more lively Queen’s Head across the road. This time around, we shared some chips and I had my usual winter drink, Baileys on ice, before hopping back in the car and heading home to warm up in front of the fire.
I managed to capture a little bit of the village on this day but I really wish I could have seen it earlier in the day before the snow started to melt. Despite this, it still manages to remind me of a scene from The Holiday so I’m quite happy! All in all, it was a lovely, slow weekend in my favourite place in England.
How did you spend the snow weekend?