Introduction
My brother and sister-in-law invited R and me to stay with them for a weekend. They live in a very pretty part of Derbyshire, and on the Saturday they took us to see Chatsworth House, a nearby stately home. I’ve not been there since I was a child.
House
My brother’s family have seen the house before, so R and I went around on our own. Even as stately homes go, it’s a bit on the grand side. It’s owned by the Duke of Devonshire, who presumably has a rather long commute.
The seasonal exhibition was some kind of historical fashion display arranged through the rooms, which mostly wasn’t all that interesting.
Anyway you could still walk around as normal, see the various rooms, and read about their history.
Part of the fashion exhibition I definitely do approve of was a room at the end with lots of silly hats you could try on. The idea was that you could take pictures and post them on social media. The hashtag? #hatsworth. Ho ho! Not posting any pictures from that, though.
Gardens
We met back up with the family for a very nice picnic, and then explored some of the gardens together.
Chatsworth has a very oversized rock-garden, which is fun: one of my nieces likes climbing over rocks (this is probably a bad habit acquired from her dad), and so do I.
There is also a maze, which we solved after quite some effort - where effort is defined as trying to keep up with a seven-year-old running in random directions.
Anyway it was a really nice day out.
Tamworth
The pictures above are a bit on the upper-class side, so as an antidote here are four from Tamworth station, where we had to wait 45 minutes to change train on the way back.