Polesden Lacey

Yes, we know... we're getting slack with posting on our blog again. Once again we blame the lack of photo opportunities afforded by the British winter, but we've got good reason to believe this will be coming to an end. Why? Because it's spring now and we've joined the National Trust which gives us access to hundreds of spectacular houses, gardens, countryside etc. Being the tight-wads we are, we plan to use our membership to the full, so look out for more adventures in the coming months.

First off the mark is Polesden Lacey, a lovely historic country residence about 10 miles from our place. This weekend was the first opening of the house for the tourist season, and we decided to get in before the place is inundated by Americans, Europeans, Australians (present company excepted) and the like. It wasn't a great day, with a few spots of rain about (what's new there) but we still managed to have good look around the house and gardens.....

[Now remember, if you click on the pics, you can see the LARGE size... some people have been forgetting this.]


Lucy welcoming us to Polesden Lacey, just as the last owner of the house, Mrs Greville, did to The Queen Mum when she honeymooned here in 1923. It's true I read the guidebook!


I told you there were hardly any tourists around - that's the main entrance to the house at the back - look! Nobody.


Lucy about to run down the grassy hill.


Lucy running down the grassy hill.


The girls admiring the intricately carved stone griffin.


Out the back.


It's quite a big backyard - 1400 acres apparently.


Spot the ugly stone griffin.


There's a surprise around every corner.


The sundial said one o'clock. Caiti said five o'clock. The sundial was correct.


Caiti out front of the gardner's cottage.