There is a lot I could tell you about the history of this place, most of it probably from Wikipedia because I’d had a couple of glasses of mulled wine by the time I finished the day and soooome (most) of it has kind of receded into the bleariness of lovely memories. But I think the pictures definitely speak for themselves… (more…)
I was thinking about what would make me feel better whilst nursing a slight (HUGE) hangover, as I’m sure a few of you are doing too, this being the first day of the New Year! And I decided that taking you on a trip to where I spent Christmas this year with my family would do the trick. Get ready for some stunning coast line, picturesque villages and the best holiday hideaway in England (at least, we think so)!
So because loads has been written about Woodstock already and because it’s New Year I’m not going to write an article all about Woodstock now. But I do still want to leave you with a totally celebratory article about love and peace and general happiness to ring in the New Year – and hopefully set a precedent for what’s to come! (more…)
There is nothing quite like walking in the woods alone, in winter. I love the stillness, as though your breath is the only thing moving. Tang of dying leaves and soft sunlight. Clean footsteps and crisp cold air. (more…)
One weekend in February after a tough week at work, I went up to York for a visit. (more…)
Stapleton Park near Pontefract, painted in 1877
If a picture says a thousand words this one could tell a novel. (more…)
This English country is twice the size of Buckingham Palace and it remains the largest private house in England. To this day no one knows exactly how many rooms it has. (more…)
