Mr C and I enjoyed a New Year’s day visit to Wightwick Manor. We arrived just in time for lunch and were pleased to see a hot turkey, stuffing and gravy roll on the menu. When our lunch arrived it was much larger than we had anticipated! After lunch we visited the house and gallery before taking a walk around the gardens.

The garden walk was short so when we arrived back home I set off in brilliant sunshine on a circular route taking in Leegomery pool to see the ducks and geese. It was all about the walk, so I didn’t sit and rest a while on my favourite bench.

I arrived home to be informed that visitors (family members) were due to arrive shortly. It was a nice surprise but it meant that my evening Christmas preparation plans were put on the back burner…

Whilst we were enjoying a catch up with our visitors the doorbell rang and on opening the door we found yet another family member delivering Christmas cards. A few pleasantries where exchanged but they were on their way out so they chose not to come in.

As our guests left someone else turned up at our door with rucksack in hand… He opened it up and pulled out a parcel which he explained had been delivered to his house just around the corner from us. He mentioned that the box was open and had to be re-wrapped, which he looked a bit uncomfortable about. I thanked him for delivering it to us. On inspection the parcel was intact as supplied by the courier, but on opening it I found that one of the boxes of high quality printing paper had a small split. I think he may have been trying to convey a message from the courier, which he himself didn’t understand. The paper is fine and I will be putting some of it to use tomorrow

After all this excitement it was time to think about an evening meal. We elected for an easy option and while that was warming up the phone rang…

It was my mum phoning to tell us that she had (eventually) been to the doctors with her chest ailments and now was on a course of antibiotics to clear a chest infection. I have been telling her for weeks she should go to the doctors but she kept saying she was too busy… Thankfully one of her friends made her see sense!!

The photos are from a brief moment of calm when I was able to visit Wightwick Manor on Saturday afternoon

PS: I haven’t included the story of a new born baby that caused us to adjust all our weekend plans

On the penultimate day of the year I found time to spend the afternoon at Wightwick Manor.  Only the lower rooms of the house were open, but they were still decked out for Christmas.  On arrival at Wightwick it was time for lunch and I treated myself to a home made scone in the tea room.

Marcus Aurelius (121-180)

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On closer inspection, perhaps it is just raindrops…

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Robert A. Heinlein

Wightwick Manor is the perfect choice half because of it’s half-timbered construction. This particular view shows the entrance into the house but you can see other views on my previous Blog post.

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