I may have mentioned in a previous post that the Peck clan is regularly hauled off to visit places of interest. There is a particular pattern to these events. A chorus of groans from the kids, some muted resignation in the back of the car – always ignored in the front. Arrival at wherever usually marks an upswing in mood. The visit takes place and we generally agree that the place of interest is, in fact, quite interesting. Then home, tea, and the PlayStation can take over again.
Such it was with our visit to Sandringham, quite the most exquisite Royal house that I’ve been to.
We had picked a foggy day for our visit in late October. But it leant a moody quietness to the day, very atmospheric…
This is of course where the Royals spend Christmas. So they will all be there right now. Wonder if they have turkey or goose?
The inside was Immy’s fascination. As usual she buttonholed the guide: How, she asked, does Queen Alexandra look so young in the photos, when she must be at least 50? Corsets and photographic magic, came the reply. (Goes to show photoshop merely reinvents the tricks of the 1890s!)
Charles was not interested in photos of old queens…. But the garages were full of posh cars!!!
Personally, I loved the gardens and the park.
To finish, a bracing walk on the coast – work up some appetite!
A classic Peck clan trip! Well worth dragging the kids along. They can take it out on their own kids in years to come when they do the same to the next generation. And so the wheel will turn….