I have always been in awe of old National Trust properties but never made the jump to being a member. Now that my 26th year is approaching I thought I would make the most of being 25 and sign up for a year of oogling stately homes and gardens.
I am a bit of a period drama obsessive - I think I will quite easily slip into being 80 years old when that time comes around. Manchester actually has a few hidden gems including Mr Darcys house itself - Lyme Park. You know a place is actually beautiful when even on a shitty day it oozes charm. I seem to visit a lot of different places whilst in London but with Manchester I tend to forget how much there is to do and how many things I actually haven't done. I managed to forget my camera memory card (special) but my little iPhone did me proud. As well as scrubbing up on my Pride and Prejudice knowledge I learnt a thing or to about the Edwardian family that spent their years residing at Lyme Park - each room in the residence was a mash up of luxurious pattern clashing ace-ness.
Autumn has well and truly arrived - Manchester is never short of rain so embracing autumn attire was not a problem. Spending a few weeks at home after finishing my course has its definite upsides including being reunited with all of my wardrobe. Wayooo.
We said goodbye to Pemberley with afternoon tea, I mean how else?
