Along with 15 others from a family history group I went to Lacock to explore the Abbey. One of the members had a 4 x great grandmother living there and, not like the rest of us whose ancestors came from below stairs. this lady was part of the aristocracy.
We were taken on a whistle stop tour by a very focused guide then I had an opportunity to have a wander on my own.
A walk round the cloisters and I was soon attracted to the light falling on the cobwebs
I was also captivated by the various windows and closures.
The slow decay.
The bottom of the red baize door – leading from the servants quarters to those waited upon. It was lined with a copy of The Times newspaper dated November 14th 1849.
There is a separate blog entry here describing what was in the paper and also of the one below which was displayed in the library.
Not everything was in a bad way – this beautiful petite point is as fresh as when it was stitched.
The dining table was laid with a printed white cloth detailing how it was set out and who might have dined there.
I expected to see rooms like this one, set up as William Fox Talbot may have used it, warm, comfortable with many objects to handle just for the joy.
When I went to Abergavenny Market a few weeks ago I purchased, for £3.00 a similar pair of ebony glove stretchers.
Other parts were more intimate. I imagined a young lady pressing the bell to summond her maid.
And I was reminded of my childhood – not that I lived in a grand house but the brass stair rods still had to be polished.
And the cold, damp bathroom in need of repair.
Time to go out into the garden but no time to read the magazines left on the bench.
The gardeners had down tools for lunch – a sign for me to head back and join the party.
This was not my first visit – I went in September 2011 as write about here.