On Sunday morning, we packed up and headed a bit further north. We had decided to go and visit Snowshill Manor. We had tried to visit twice before, but it was closed both times we went. But today we were lucky.
I thought that it had a very French feel about it. This part of the Cotswolds is so very well kept and picture perfect. The Manor was bought by Charles Paget Wade to house his collections of "stuff". He collected anything that he thought was beautifully crafted and colourful. He didn't actually live in the Manor, he lived in the little house to the left of this picture in an equally quirky set up.
The Manor was derelict when he bought it - it is a totally amazing house to look around and you could spend literally hours browsing his stunning collections.
The story is that his gran would not let him play with toys on a Sunday, but she had a cabinet in which she displayed her collections that he was allowed to play with - he caught the bug.
There are a lot of family photographs - I thought he was a gorgeous little boy..
... and he grew to be a very eccentric old man.
The garden was stunning - it sits nestled into the hillside and really catches the sun.
I thought that the splashes of turquoise looked lovely in the garden - something I might try in my own garden.
Afterwards, we had a wander around the very pretty and fairly famous little village.
It wasn't too busy, so that was a bonus and the weather was glorious.