Chatsworth house was another spectacular sight in a whole list of them in our first week in the UK. It was a short drive from our base in Dore, Sheffield and we went with our son, Tom and his partner, Monique. The weather was magnificent and so was this stately home. We were permitted to take any photos we wished and took full advantage of the invitation.
While Michael and I toured the palace, Monique and Tom saved a few pounds and checked out the gardens. I was totally overwhelmed by the opulence of Chatsworth House. Sculptures, huge paintings and other treasures abounded. Even the ceilings were works of art.
I was fascinated by the paintings which took up all the walls of one of the main staircases, the ceiling of which was a magnificent dome.
My imagination was captured by several displays which I have included here.
All the keys to the house
Some of the rooms were a little dark to photograph well but there was still plenty to add to my iphone.
The formal dining room was perfection as you can see below. Not a detail was missed, even in the ceiling.
There was a whole room of statues on the way out to the gardens.
We found Tom and Monique lounging in the sun with plenty of other sight seers. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves.
The maze was my favourite part of the gardens after the stunning flowers.
I’ll leave you with two stunning images- the first looking from the mansion up to the head of the water feature and the second looking in reverse. Enjoy!
Please join me next week when we hit the road again, this time it’s North Yorkshire!
We were sad to be leaving Scotland but looking forward to our first weekend of cricket. It so happened that our first Saturday of English cricket coincided with the royal wedding of Prince Harry and Meghan Markle. The small hamlet of Aston Hall was the site of the match and the clubhouse was buzzing with eager ladies, keen to catch the first glimpse of Meghan and her wedding gown.
Of course, with our eldest son playing in the match, I was conflicted about whether to watch the wedding or the cricket- the cricket won. I did see the start of Meghan’s walk down the isle and thought she looked fabulous.
Tom scored 70 or so runs and our team won. With the weather scorching hot at 23 degrees Celsius, extra drinks were ordered during the match. And the drinks were cordial, not water. On top of that, all the ladies had shed their jumpers and wore strappy tops and sundresses. Meanwhile, I was rugged up in jacket and scarf, as a chilly breeze made it comfortable to sit in the sun! Such a different experience from our late spring weather!
Michael and I enjoyed a walk into the village centre. I jumped at any chance to see the quaint English homes.
Sunday saw us spend some lovely time with Tom, exploring the local countryside. Bakewell was our destination, after a sleep in and brunch. This lovely tourist town was teeming with visitors walking the street, partaking of an ice-cream and watching the trout in the river. We drove past Chatsworth House and determined to come back the next day to explore the stately home.
And that’s where I leave you. Stay tuned for the best of Chatsworth House next week!