I don’t know if it’s ever happened to you, but sometimes when you’re on holiday…you just need a holiday.
I don’t know if it’s ever happened to you, but sometimes when you’re on holiday…you just need a holiday.
Our journey takes us to Peckover House, a Georgian townhouse built in 1722, home to the Peckover family for 150 years.
It’s fantasticly old world, a grand, 500 year old red brick manor house sat atop a moat.
We might have burned a stack of miles to get here, but there’s an absolute treat in northeast England – the royal family’s private winter retreat, Sandringham.
Norwich, a cathedral town that began as the Anglo Saxon settlement ‘Northwic’ in the 5th – 7th centuries, growing to England’s second largest and wealthiest city driven by a booming wool and textile trade. Today Norwich has the distinction of being the most complete medieval city in the UK.
We’re in Bury St Edmunds and there’s a garden! And for once it’s not burnt to a sad brown! I could weep in gratitude.
We’ve gone from the grandeur of titled estates to the more modest pace of successful merchant life. We’re visiting Paycockes House, home to Thomas Paycockes, a 16th century Tudor merchant in Coggeshall, Essex.
Built in 1611 by Robert Cecil, Chief Minister to King James I, Hatfield has a dual history. There’s the 400 year old grand Jacobean masterpiece of course, capturing a brief but fabulously opulent moment in architectural history, and then there’s remains of the ‘Old Palace’where Elizabeth I lived most of her young life prior to her ascension to the throne.
That appointment that called us away from Cambridge? It’s with a company that buys motorhomes.
Cambridge! We were meant to visit last year but 2025 travels were somewhat hijacked. 2026 however brings success – having whetted our appetite with a couple of Oxford visits, we’re keen to see what Cambridge has to offer.