This is a piece I wrote for English about my Summer Holidays - it's a descriptive piece, enjoy!:)
Turning off the motorway to the junction that is leading me to my desolate destination is like entering another world, one that opposes the hustle and bustle of the busy city that I live in.
The road suddenly narrows, leaving space for only 1 car to fit through, and the car is being turned and twisted, mimicking the winding roads in the countryside. The trees are bent over the road, creating a green ivy-like arch, the leaves dancing with the wind. Sun streams through the gaps between the trees, revealing the floating specks of dust in the car. The birds are singing with their angelic chirps, gracing the air with sweet sounds, and bouncing from branch to branch along the way.
Eventually you arrive at a small, quaint village. Small, cosy cottages with thatched roofs and floral arches line the small road, and the occupants give us a polite, welcoming smile as we pass. Flowers are everywhere; ruby red roses, powder pink pansies and lots of lilac lavender. A waft of fresh baking comes from the family-owned bakery, along with cupcakes and coffee.
Gardeners are always working hard, making everything look beautiful and making sure this place looks like what it's known for.
The shops are almost always open, stacked from shelf to shelf with memoirs of the Cotswolds, sweets and small house-y trinkets.
Inside the cottage is just as you'd expect. A large, open log fire is the first thing you see, and apart from the country-style kitchen and bathrooms, there isn't a room in the house without carpet. Almost all of the furniture is made from wood, finished off with a light coat of ivory paint, and the chips of paint and wearing-away makes it look vintage.
Everything about the Cotswolds is very peaceful and cosy, definitely a place to retreat to!
