I was surrounded as soon as I reached the corner. The dress gave me away.
I had climbed down the ladder placed outside my window and torn the delicate lace in the process. Now I had some explaining to do.
Instead I struck a pose and smiled for the cameras.
Last month we were off to the Peak District for a few days. A lot of walking around, visiting a couple of mansion houses, some rain, a bit of sun…the usual.
The day we decided to visit Haddon Hall, it was pouring down! From Bakewell, where we stayed, we made our ways through the woods, and got there just as the rain was getting heavier.
We took shelter at the cafe to warm up and dry a bit before entering the house, where the fire had been lit, making the place warm and cozy. I wished I could have spent the rest of the day curled up on the sofa, reading a book. Or watching the rain outside the window.
I have to admit that the wet weather didn’t take anything off the beauty of the place. Actually in a way the greyness suits the place, adding to the already gothic atmosphere.
The house has been used as the set for different film adaptations of Jane Eyre, as well as playing the part of Humperdinck’s Castle in The Princess Bride. Just to name a few.
Luckily the day after, when we went to Chatsworth it was lovely sunny.
But that’s a story for another day.
Three photos – Three shots – One city: London
There are secret rivers in London, flowing underneath the streets. Their presence hinted only by the names of the roads running above them, which often have watery connotations.
Nick and I have been following some of those rivers lately. Usually on sunday afternoons, when we are overcome by the strange desire to go and explore less known parts of London (unknown to us at least), making sure to avoid the busy, touristy bits. Which we’ve managed quite easily.
The fact with these walks is that often, well, there’s not much to see, they are not really scenic. The rivers are underneath our feet, you can’t see them or hear them. Nothing at all. Just the awareness that they are indeed there.
Mostly we walk around looking up at all the different architectural styles that make London so fascinating.
While following the river Tyburn, which runs through Marylebone and Mayfair, we walked past many interesting shops. Some selling antiques from different times and countries, others packed full of jams and conserves I didn’t even know existed.
But the real showstopper was those shoes.
The wall asked me the question – which with all the creepers was hard to understand.
I spoke the formula and the vines slowly untangled to reveal three faces, eyelids softly closed in a peaceful expression.
Finally, one of them opened its eyes with a smile and let me in.
This week I travelled light:
All photos taken with iPhone5 and edited with VSCO Cam.