Chatsworth - The House and Market
Despite the cold and rain we had a lovely nights sleep. Dame Shirley really is toastie in winter. A full English for breakfast was of course the first thing on the list for today. While I was cooking it Ian noticed that a pair of ipods had been ‘following’ him. Thinking they were his own he pressed the play sound button. Nothing. He tried again, and again. Nothing. Then it dawned they must be someone else’s, probably the Germans! Oh how we laughed at the thought of them sat in their giant van hearing mad tinging.
After that it was our time to go in the house and see their Christmas decs. They must have chopped down a whole forest as there was at least one tree, usually more, in every room. They were all themed differently though and the baubles were amazing. There were also wreaths and garlands everywhere. As we entered a lady behind asked if she could just go in and take a look at the decorations as she ‘can’t do stairs’. Well that’s why we paid the big bucks lass! We are not sure if she was allowed or not.
After we exited we had a quick spin around the gardens and admired the house and fountain from afar
Back at the market we had some mulled wine and bought some nice pies for tea from the pieman.
Back at Dame Shirley we batoned down the hatches after tea and watched the usual Monday night quizzes. We had had a lovely day but sadly found no wishing wells. There’s always tomorrow.
Neighbour watch
No sign of the Germans whatsoever. I don’t think there is anyone in the massive truck. In fact I have barely seen another soul despite the site being chocka.












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