When it comes to books, I’m usually a modern girl. However, there are definitely some notable exceptions to that rule and there are some pieces of classic literature that I would happily wax lyrical over for hours on end. There’s something so romantic about the classics; they’ve stood the test of time and spoken to so many people. More proof that we’re all the same really, whether we’re Victorian girls traipsing over the moors or Millennials instagramming our coffees. Love is love, and tragedy is tragedy. There’s something particularly romantic about the work of the Brontes; precocious sisters who wrote some of the best novels of all time, all three with tragic destinies and brilliant brains. Their real life is as fascinating and inspiring as their work, which is why I was so excited to visit the Yorkshire village of Haworth this weekend, once home and now homage to this literary family.
The thing about Yorkshire is that it will steal your hear and never, ever let it go. I am already head over heels for this wonderful place, but Haworth is Yorkshire showing off its best side. Rolling hills, stunning scenery, pretty cottages, cobbled streets and good, old-fashioned pubs. You can even take a steam train to get there. Basically, Haworth is a total babe.
As soon as we arrived, we were confronted by a Victorian-style apothecary, an old-fashioned sweet shop and a shop selling flat caps. It couldn’t be more Yorkshire if it tried, and was almost like stepping back in time. We started off by wandering up to the Bronte Parsonage Museum, once home to the Bronte family. The rest of the group weren’t nearly so fussed, so after a quick turn around the museum shop, where you can pick up the most beautiful copies of Bronte novels, as well as some Bron-Tea (!), we returned to the village for a wander around. Everything in Haworth is steeped in Bronte history, from the jam stall we passed selling ‘Jane Eyre’s Strongly-Principled Strawberry Jam’ to the school where the Brontes once taught. For a literature nerd like me, it was total heaven.
Our original plan was to walk up to ‘Top Withens’, generally thought to be the inspiration for Heathcliff’s home in the moors. I was totally up for immersing myself in the bleak countryside and getting a real taste for the Brontes life. However, the weather had other ideas, and not wanting to get totally soaked, we instead wandered around the village, picking up some pastries and pear drops and popping into every book shop we could see. If you’re after a dreamy day trip, then Haworth really is the place for it – I’m still buzzing about it days later and I can’t wait to go back and get up on those moors!