We both rejoined the National Trust so we could go and see the amazing flower garland at Cotehele, made from 38 000 dried flowers. It seemed that a lot of people had the same idea so there was a lot of reversing up and down the lanes leading to the property. Apparently 4-wheel drivers can’t go backwards.
In order to get our money’s worth we visited Buckland Abbey with my Hampshire cousins, home of Francis Drake. That was a lovely property, having been converted from a Cistercian abbey. The layout was quite odd, particularly the stairs. There was an Arthurian legends Christmas event on in the Great Barn. The weather forecast had been dire but we had a lovely, sunny day wandering around.
Instead of having a gentle Sunday afternoon reset, I decided to have a go at making a giant wreath, initially wrapped in straw. The straw that I got from a friend seemed to have been chopped up into tiny pieces so it was a daft idea for me to think I could do this in my kitchen. My hoover got clogged up, I ran out of straw and got rather annoyed. Maybe next weekend I will try to cover it all up with greenery or just give up;)









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