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Chatsworth House and Cuddly Toys

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On our way to our Girly Weekend retreat we dropped into the Christmas Fair at Chatsworth House, Derbyshire. We didn’t tour the house as we were short of time and such a magnificent residence deserves a lingering, loitering viewing. The fair was located in the stately home grounds around the property. It was VERY busy but free to enter! There were multiple wooden huts selling trinkets, crafts, food, and treats. As ever my penchant for textiles saw me gravitate to the fabric craft stalls.

I admired some gorgeous woollen cushions. There was a lovely Hydrangea Wreath. I loved the choice of Christmas crafts but bought very little. As usual I thought that “I can make that!”. Sadly what I can’t buy is time to complete all the projects that I would like to make. Oh I did buy some yummy fudge! Oh and a lacy scarf ( that did look a bit like a dish cloth.)

The next day whilst rambling around Ashbourne, we came across a tree stump to which someone had fastened lots of “lost” cuddly toys. It was both funny and sad. It certainly caused interest. Speculation as to who had owned them and who on Earth had gone to the trouble of attaching them to the tree stump? Had they been lost or had they been abandoned?

If you have ever lost a cuddly toy it could be hugging  a tree stump somewhere in Ashbourne!

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Memories

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It all started because I am going away with girlfriends this next weekend. We’ve been going away twice a year for the last 16 years. The formula works. We rub along together each with their own tasks be it driving, shopping or washing dishes. We enjoy each other’s company, oh and we enjoy copious amounts of wine and chocolate. For the past many years I have taken photographs, lots of photographs. In my wisdom I decided to gather together all the past pictures of our group and maybe sort them out and have a giggle whilst we’re away. I didn’t realise (naively) how many various locations these pictures were in or how many there are. To get to the point this is why I am surrounded with piles of old pics. They go back to the late 1940s and are a fantastic social history of my family and many are truly vintage.

The big question is what am I to do with them all? I have started by throwing out all those pictures of waterfalls in locations I can’t remember, and unforgettable sunsets that I’ve forgotten about. I’ve sorted a few to pass onto daughter. I am thinking that I might make an album just of my Mum and Dad. I have spent the afternoon what I can only call wallowing in nostalgia! ( and I’ve only touched the tip of the iceberg)

The collection for our girly weekend has grown, but sadly the last 5 years or so are all digital images and not prints. I think that this is really sad as how often do you trawl back and enjoy digital pictures? Bring back old fashioned film I say or at the very least print the best off. After all the young generation will not have a biscuit tin full of pics to enjoy on dark evenings in the winter.

I’ve got a couple more days to continue seeking out our “girly weekend” pictures. But I’ve also got to make a Lemon Drizzle cake as a contribution to our afternoon teas, pack, get hair done, clean out my car (urgent) and leave Hubs ready meals in the fridge. ( The last task is a joke!) if you’d like to know we are off to Chatsworth House Christmas Fair -great joy. We are staying in a lovely cottage with a hot tub. There might be one or two photo opportunities!