It was only a few days before Christmas, when I decided, at the very last minute, to head towards one of my favourite places in the north of England – Haworth, West Yorkshire. The village became famous as the home of the Brontë family, the sisters who brought us some of our best loved literary classics: Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre. What’s not to love about a love story?
It was a dreary day, and the idea of seeing such a dark and brooding place was irresistible. I loaded up the completely impractical Golf Convertible, and battled across the moody moors. As I was traveling through the beautiful Yorkshire countryside…this is what I saw: