Saturday, May 8, 2010

Sissinghurst and Lavenham







Well, Sissinghurst was probably one of the highlights of our tripping around - not because it was the grandest, or oldest, or most beautiful (although possibly close to that), but it was probably the most inspirational of all of the gardens we have seen. Both Jane and I went around saying, 'We could do that in our garden, or ... or... Sissinghurst was not a huge garden, but it was nicely divided into 'rooms', with formal gardens, romantic gardens, wildernesses and open parts. All rather lovely, and some of it eminently 'doable'. Of course, there were things like the 800 year old moat and 400 year old tower that were inimitably English, but there were other features that definitely took our fancy. Jane wants to spend a fortune on pots and pergolas, and I'm thinking of ways of reducing the mowing on the tennis court. These are just a few samples of many photos.















































'There was a crooked man, who walked a crooked mile...' Lavenham in Suffolk is apparently the origin of the Crooked House. It is an extraordinary village, with nearly every building leaning skew whiff one way or another, and all apparently quite stable, despite their terrible looking angles. A lovely village, in a lovely part of the countryside. I think, if we didn't have new Zealand to compare, we could certainly settle in Suffolk as a second best - although I'm not quite sure what one would do there apart from avoiding overhanging buildings.




























That's all for this time folks. Just a short blog.










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