More pictures from Dorset. We visited Kingston Lacy, which is my new favourite National Trust place (although I still have a softspot for Cragside and Gibside). Excuse the blurriness of some of the pictures, you're not allowed to use a flash inside the house. Also, the order is a bit messed up because blogspot is rubbish for uploading loads of pictures.
My mother pointed out a rather humorously worded description on the information sheets that said that the Dining Room was dominated by William John's massive organ. Tee hee. Here is said organ:
Some cabinets that Babs was particularly taken by:
beautiful ceilings:
This painting was massive, there was another of a cow being savaged as well. I love how grim it is:
The picture can't do this painting justice, it looked like an engraving in stone:
This picture took ages to take, because there was a really slow-moving old woman ambling down the stairs.
There were a few of these peacock panels, I loved them:
This is what the rooms in the National Trust properties look like over the winter months, it takes two weeks for everything to be covered. It reminds me of a scene in the Others.
A hand-carved last supper scene, the detail is phenomenal:
The tent room, can't decide if I think it was beautiful or naff, reminded me of Cair Paravel in the Narnia books:
I love the word 'injurious' I'm going to try and get it into more conversations:
This is my favourite picture of the day, wish I could go back though and get a better angle, so that the miserable cherub would be less central.
There were a number of wood sculptures around the grounds. I love seeing contemporary artworks in a heritagey setting, as long as they fit. Some of these were beautiful:
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