The Castle Ashby orangery is as big as the average village hall. I am always caught between awe at its beauty and relief that it is not me who has to do the maintenance.
The Castle Ashby mulberry:
This is a Victorian beehive. It must have been quite a sight when it was in full working order, particularly as there are two; the other being opposite.
Ah, the Craft Fair. Some of this was of the lovingly made at the kitchen table school, which isn't quite my style, but I did like the tiny little wooden piece, all of about 2" high, by wood turner Paul Coker, and the cushions by Oh-So-Georgie. I like strong colours and definite patterns, so the current fashion for ditsy vintage florals leaves me cold. Nicola Hawtrey's jewellery, which I managed with stunning intelligence not to photograph, is not in the least ditsy.