Yorkshire

So for Jo's 21st she'd organised for a group of us to drive down to her house in Yorkshire for the weekend. The house itself is situated in about as in the middle of nowhere as is possible. Once we'd come off the motorway there was still an hour or so of winding down smaller country roads, as we watched our phone signal slowly die. Although the drive itself was only a couple of hours, having left Edinburgh a little later than expected by the time we arrived at her house it was already dark. And considering the last stretch is up a terrifyingly steep and treacherous hill, there were a few anxious moments. Not helped by our heated discussion on how easy it would be to kill someone out there. But we made it, with the other couple of cars following a couple of hours later on. Once everyone had arrived we had a late dinner, along with just a few drinks...