Day Out: Bolsover Castle & Chatsworth
Bolsover Castle. May 3, 2008:
Mom’s First Castle:
The H was not thrilled with Bolsover Castle. He prefers fortified castles built from 1100 to 1300 rather than “fantasy-land sex castles.” There were a lot of cherubic decorations and erotic pictures of young naked women and men. There was one room that on close inspection turned out to made up of locked cabinets disguised as walls. I asked Mum what they might keep in those and she said, “Tryst Toys.”
Another dirty room:
We then had a hearty English lunch at a nice pub and headed on to Chatsworth, which is currently occupied by the Duchess and Duke of Devonshire. It was beautiful. I would like to go back sometime and wander all day. Each generation of families that have lived there have added art and sculptures and fountains. I think they must be kind of weird, but I mean that in the best possible way — weird like I would like to hang out with them. Here’s the hedge maze. It’s set up so that you can’t get a picture of it from the top. I guess that would be cheating.
And of course, I must include sheep.