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Anyone who visits my pages will know I love a good mooch around a stately home. This has absolutely nothing (everything) to do with my love of a good bodice ripper…
My imagination goes wild imagining clandestine couplings by candlelight, hot body contact during the waltz, orgys in the orangery….
Hardwick Hall is all I hoped it would be, period, elegant, historical and, it has the most amazing kitchens! Definitely my favourite part is always the kitchens…. and the kitchen garden… don’t make me chose between those two.
Chesterfield was our first stop on the way north. We didn’t visit Chatsworth so that’s still on the list but we did wander around Bakewell and Matlock. We had a Bakewell tart tasting with the three different common types of tart… got to love a common tart!
I hope you enjoyed the photos, I’ll post more another time.
While I prefer your imagination of what might go on in these locations, to me that black fourposter bed in particular just screams ghost story!
Juliette Turrell said:
I had to scroll again to see which one!
Alas, poorly lit photography, they won’t allow flash in the house. It’s actually a bottle green colour but yes, still very dark…
Why is it that fourposters are seen as ‘romantic’ when actually they can be gothic, foreboding and a likely hiding place from an axe murderer (in the true sense that a duvet also works as an axe murderer shield of epic proportions).
One of life’s mysteries.