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Published: October 30th 2010
We're Driiiiiii-vin' in the Raaaain
Driving to a manor house in England...what a way to spend a rainy day
Day 8: Our First Really Rainy Day
Max: We sleep in…we really, really unashamedly sleep in. However, once we get to Chatsworth House and Gardens we regret it. There is so much to see and we have not allowed even the closest approximation of enough time. The rain helps: it is not a good day to walk the gardens, view the outdoor sculptures, get lost in the maze, or see the orangery. The house is awash with art: sculptures, paintings, painted ceilings, embossed leather walls (the Duke of Devonshire who now owns the house says that he regrets these…)
Caitlin and I indulge ourselves in a lovely lunch at one of the restaurants on the premises, browse the shops, and then we take a fast trip to the Chatsworth Farm Shop: so many beautiful fruits and vegetables, cheeses, meats, and fish. We are the last to leave and are happy after a more leisurely day to look forward to cooking a dinner and, perhaps, an early night.
Caitlin: I've said before how we've been blessed with beautiful weather & beautiful light, and again today this is true. Nevermind that I LOVE the rain, who wouldn't
want to see Chatsworth on
a dark and stormy day?! It was truly splendid & dramatic & made the house spooky & cozy at the same time.
Almost as splendid as the Chatsworth House was the Chatsworth Farm Shop. Remember when we had to drag Mom away from paintings in the National Gallery? Well, it was like that only this time, Mom kept having to drag me away from packs of quails eggs and fresh currants (can you eat them fresh? They look too pretty not to eat, which probably means that they're poisonous), shin "chops" and all sort of meat-y things that seem offal-ish to us Yanks, wine jellies and all sorts of desserts and beverages that make me feel like....um....a kid in a candy store, I guess, quite almost literally. I did finally wear Mom down and convince her that we had
to have a little bottle of Nettle Cordial - which turned out to be very delicious indeed.
Oh, have I told you that they don't keep their eggs in refrigerator cases here???? Isn't that the neatest thing you've ever heard?!?!
Finally, way more splendid than Chatsworth House is my new hat. Seriously. Pictures to follow.
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