The May Bank holiday I went home for the weekend. Due to mom still being in a cast and basically stuck in a wheel chair, we were limited in where we could go. We ended up at a National Trust house, Wightwick Manor, which was home to a guy with a paint empire and his wife, who were both Suffragettes.
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| Wightwick |
Partly due to the centenary celebrations of some women finally getting the vote, they have set out memorabilia around the place.
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| Mom in her chair. |
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| I want this library |
They also had little factoid frames around with statistics. Some of which were shocking, though most I had sadly heard many times before.
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| The great hall |
I did leave mom on her own for a bit and had a look around upstairs. (She was happy chatty to some people so I didn't feel too guilty.)
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| Male grooming kit. |
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| Wardrobe fold away bed. |
The weather cleared up, despite being forecast to rain all day. We had a little walk (or roll in Moms case) around the gardens but couldn't get far. So sat and enjoyed the cafe for a while.
On the Sunday, we went for breakfast and then to the Red Cone, a glass centre in one of the only surviving glass manufacturing cones in the UK, and the largest. I thought they had moved all the pieces from the Broadhouse glass museum there but I was wrong (they put every thing in storage for a few years until they can find a new building, which sucks.) But there was a glass blowing demonstration on which was cool. And makes me want to try it more. Something else on the Bucket list.
