We found Mrs Weasley's dress shop, and I picked up a ridiculously long strand of pearls to add to my growing collection.
Not Blenheim and Chatsworth, surely?
We resume our story in Bath. The morning that we were due to leave, I Facetimed my best friend back home in Australia to show her the Royal Crescent which was just a short walk from our hotel. Then we had breakfast - which was beeee-utiful! - and we hit the road bound for Blenheim. … Continue reading Not Blenheim and Chatsworth, surely?
Pirates, Purple Pants and Prejudice
"there were NO PIRATES and NO PURPLE PANTS to be seen when we arrived in Penzance"
