The Grange
OK, so above you have
The Grange as seen from the cliff tops in Ramsgate. It's the building with the flag on. I managed to forget to take an external shot from within the grounds, but you get the idea...
You enter through this structure which leads you up to the porch.
Once inside you arrive in a double-height hall which unfortunately I don't have any decent photos of (my camera's lens just isn't 'wide-angle' enough to do it justice!). The main rooms of the house all lead off this hallway. Below you are looking from the Drawing Room into the Library,
And here looking back from the library towards the Drawing Room.
The above is a rather poor shot of about half of the Drawing Room, below is David setting the fire there on our first night and below that is Ping, later on that same night, taking his ease.
Here's the dining room; the table would comfortably seat ten.
Pugin was a devout Catholic, so if you are of a religious bent, there is a private chapel for you...
...not to mention you have a crucifix over the bed in Pugin's room and (not visible) a statue of the Virgin Mary!
The Hobgoblin's Taunts
This made me smile. I even went on and bought a pint instead of the coke I'd been planning on, so I guess the advertisers taunting strategy worked. The pint turned out to be quite tasty though.
Grumpy
This is me tonight! Although I think having the cute toy to play with is cheering me up...
Up to Easedale Tarn
Setting off from Grasmere.
Brett by one of the wateralls on the trail.
"The Group Shot"
From Left to Right: Jane, Me, Brett, Brian, Mum, Frank, Rob, Helen, Margaret, Cath, Tom.
Still climbing.
Over lunch we watched a young seagull being taught how to swoop down on the tarn and try to catch fish.
"What do you mean, 'get out of the way'?"
Margaret muscles in on me, Brett and the parents.
The 'A' Group set off for higher things...
...while the alsorans set off for a picturesque stroll home.
It started out with me photographing the view and then my mother wanted to photograph me and then Brett got in on the act. So here I am, trying hard to look rugged while they fumbled with the zoom...
I think my father is auditioning to join the Swiss Guard...