My first ever December coach trip, come with me.
Today, we are off to the National Trust Tyntesfield House, a Victorian estate near Wraxall, Bristol.
It's 7.45am its still dark and dull, fingers crossed for a little daylight. Tytnesfield is apparently all about Christmas, so looking forward to getting in the spirit.
Once everyone had been picked up, it took about an hour. The weather wasn't kind—dull, drizzly stuff all day—but I decided to embrace it. So long as you're dressed accordingly—recent coat and footwear—then it's fine.
The house is amazing was home to a guy called William Gibbs his wife and their 7 children.!! Of the houses I've visited this one felt homely, as the rooms were small. In the reading room the Christmas tree was made of books, in the games room trees were made from pool cues and cut-out playing cards. In the sewing room there too were decorations made from buttons. As I entered the house we were met by the sound of a piano playing and flutist which was very Christmassy.
Up the tiny, tiny spiral stone staircase into the quaint little chapel adorned with a beautiful dried flower wreath.
1.10pm after a trek down to the beautifully walled kitchen garden which is a far distance from the house. I sat on a stone bench in the damp silence of the garden, the house is to my right but I'm facing a corridor of well-manicured shrubs. Watching the robin which has followed me all day. The sky is a thick white cloud but the marked twigs and branches are laden with the glass beads of rain.
And there is absolute silence.
It is absolute bliss. Partaking in the air back in the day would've been glorious.
And as I'm fast discovering these places- stately homes, and grand estates are seasonal. You could come here any time of the year and view things differently.
Today is Divine Feminine Day Fri. 13th Dec. its dark dull and damp but still magical.
The walled kitchen garden is a far walk away from the house and was built in 1896 when my Grandad was born, its fabulous sheltered perfectly square walled garden growing all manner of vegetables and salad- even in the midst of December.
The air is fresh crisp and clear.
As always I've walked loads. I adore the safety and serenity of secure wooded estates like this and l relish its beauty and the silence. It is so so good for the soul.
2.10pm lm sat back in the cafe called the Cow Barn Cafe and the seating areas are converted cow stalls, I've a gingerbread latte and tea cake, which smells divine. I had time to waste so sat gaming and crocheting.
I've been in the shop- spent!!! Don't ask - always expensive but lovely bits nonetheless. Lovely country bits love the rustic fancy stuff even if it is expensive.
It's a day out so why not.
And that ladies and gents is it for this year. Looking forward to visiting more places in 2025.
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