For those of you that are yet to visit The Peak District, I hope these photos illustrate why you must pay a visit; why my parents have chosen these rugged hills as their home, and us as the location of our wedding; and why on our last day, I cried and cried and very nearly refused to leave.
Whenever I return to Doha after being amongst all this green, I am struck by the stark contrast. Fields and hills versus sand and dunes. Wild flowers and ancient trees versus irrigated displays and planted palms. Muddy, winding footpaths versus clean, paved walkways. I live split between two worlds of contradictions and it always takes me several days to readjust.
Miss you England.