This morning was beautiful in Somerset, the sun was shining and I had written on my list of jobs ‘take Mollie for a walk’ (I should say that this is not as strange as it might sound as I write everything I plan to do on a Saturday or Sunday down individually on a list – chores and nice things – as a) I like ticking things off lists and b) getting the boring things done first leaving the nice things on the list spurs me on…) I phoned my Mum and suggested we take a jaunt to Farleigh Hungerford Castle, which is a 20 minute drive away from us. We’re both members of English Heritage who look after the building but I knew that Mum had never been. And best of all, Mollie could go with us. Lucy, Mum’s dog, was with the dog minder as Mum was out yesterday & last night and she hadn’t arrived back yet!
Mollie sitting by an old long drop latrine pit!
If you look up in the South West tower you can see the remains of the spiral staircase – My phone was pointing upwards if the perspective is a bit weird!
Looking across the site to surrounding countryside:
Mum & Mollie by The Lady Tower:
Yes, it’s a mystery to me how I have a mother that is both very slim and blond. I think the key might be that I’m the spitting image of my larger framed father….
We came home and I enjoyed working on a shawl I cast on last night. I’d spent all week picking out three patterns to go with three skeins of yarn I want to use, but two balls of Noro have sent that haywire and I chose to knit it up using Martina Behm’s 22 Little Clouds.
I may work on one of my other WIPs tomorrow, but then again I may not…