National Trust Kingston Lacy, an Easter egg hunt, and a lot of dandelions.

It took AGES for TTB to go to sleep after Swanage. If he falls asleep at any point in the day it typically takes a couple of hours to finally get him to sleep at bedtime, even if I put his bedtime back a bit he seems to lose the ability to actually drop off. I was idly reading Twitter while I waited for him to fall asleep and I saw that “My Two Mums” had been to National Trust Kingston Lacy to do the Easter egg hunt there. I’d seen signs for that earlier in the day and since we were fairly close by I thought it would be a good thing for us to do as well. My mother in law agreed and the next morning we headed off into the sunshine again – really, we were SO lucky with the weather – to explore Kingston Lacy. The road approaching it is an avenue of the most wonderful mature beech trees, it’s really an impressive sight.

After we’d parked and paid, we sat on a bench while the children ran around the enormous lawns outside the house, delighting in the wide open space and the freedom that they had. I don’t think they’ve been somewhere while so open as that, even our local park doesn’t feel that expansive. Imagine having this as your actual garden! I live in a little terraced house with a tiny little concrete yard and it feels incredible that this used to be someone’s front garden.

The lawns were speckled with dandelions, many of which were picked and brought over to me and Granny for inspection, well, for us to keep and take home forever and ever I suspect but as you know, dandelions do not survive for long once they’ve been picked. TTB is learning this lesson too; slowly and heartbreakingly.

Dandelion clocks in particular cause him upset. He really, really, really wants to keep them pristine and beautiful like this until he can get them home to plant all the seeds in Granny’s garden, but they just insist on floating away. I’ll let you guess how Granny feels about the thought of him planting the dandelions in her garden.

It’s not just the lawns outside the house that have dandelions. Kingston Lacy has an entire meadow FULL of dandelions! It’s the most warm and buttery yellow amongst the grass, don’t you think? Not so sharp and citrusy as the oilseed rape that colours big patches of the landscape at the moment.

It didn’t take long to find the start of the Easter egg hunt. Well I say egg, but really we hunted for answers to questions in our little booklets, and were rewarded with Cadbury chocolate rabbits. It was rather good fun actually, with questions like “how many people does it take to hug this tree?” which, depending on the size of the people doing the hugging ranged from 6 (adults) to 10 (a mix of adults and children).

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Ahh, TTG. While TTB was having a whale of a time picking all the dandelions and hugging all the trees, she was not in such a good mood and everything was just Plain Wrong. She joined in with the tree hugging and did a bit of running about and some tree climbing, but then she kept running off into the undergrowth, careening towards patches of nettles and trying to join in with other families. Then she refused to move, she didn’t want to walk and she didn’t want to be carried, and she just kept wailing “Chocolate RABBITTTTTTT” in frustration that she didn’t have one yet. Eventually she fell asleep out of protest and we made much better and more peaceful progress around the trail!

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This part was lovely; I think they’re young hazel trees and they’re being gently managed to make a living archway. They’ve been coppiced at the bases and some of the new growth has been arched over sideways along the path, and joined with their neighbours who are also being arched over. I learned how to do hedge laying (Midland style bullock hedge, no less) when I was in secondary school and I always like to see trees being managed like that. This isn’t quite hedge laying as such but it’s a similar way of making a living structure out of growing trees.

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Spring is all around now and there are fresh leaves growing to form the canopy, and bluebells are beginning to flower. I love spring!

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Towards the end of the trail was a great big clearing full of enormous pieces of tree trunk for climbing on. It was a super play area but I didn’t get any photos. TTB had a lot of fun running about and climbing on things. The photo above was one of the last clues on the trail, “What word would you use to describe how these logs feel?”

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There’s the dandelion meadow again, we must be close to the finish:

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Chocolate! Hurrah.

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TTG woke up not long after that and we sat on the grass for a bit while they ate some of their chocolate. I’d heard from some friends that you can buy National Trust “passports” and that different properties have their own stamps that you can collect in the passports. I’m a sucker for things like that so I went and found one in the gift shop and had it stamped.

 

It was a really good day and I was so pleased that we went. What I hadn’t been prepared for though was how emotional it made me feel about my Grandma, who was a huge fan of the National Trust and had been a member for most of her life. She had visited so many of their properties and it was one of her favourite things to do, and something that I associate very strongly with her. When she went on holiday it always involved a trip to a National Trust property and she was still a member when she died. I really wanted to tell her about our day, because I knew she would’ve really loved to hear about it, but I couldn’t tell her. I hadn’t been prepared for how sad I would feel about it after visiting Kingston Lacy. I felt so close to her there and yet a million miles away as well and that was a bit upsetting and heartbreaking. I shed more than a few tears that night while I was putting the children to bed (which took a long time again as they both slept in the car again!). I know there are always going to be things that set me off and I just have to work through them as they come. I wish we could’ve known each other when I am this age and she was still in her fifties or something. I know that’s not possible but you know what I mean!

Have you visited any National Trust properties lately? What’s your favourite?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3 thoughts on “National Trust Kingston Lacy, an Easter egg hunt, and a lot of dandelions.

  1. Sue says:

    I have not been to Kingston Lacy for years. It is only a short drive away from my house. I must go there again. I am put off by the lovely main road you have to drive along which is in fact a notorious accident spot. It has hidden dips and some mad drivers think it is acceptable to speed along and overtake blindly. The solid white lines i the middle do help so there are less accidents.

    Kingston Lacy have highland cattle too which are very sweet.

    I like old houses and it is hard to choose a favourite. I do have a passion for Georgian architecture :-)

  2. Catherine Pritchard says:

    With me it is always music that triggers memories of my Grandparents. Once I went to a church service where a certain hymn had me in floods of tears as I remembered my Grandad; very embarrassing but lovely at the same time!
    We visited one of my favourite NT places during the week. Have you ever been to the Brockhampton Estate near Hereford? It is a pretty medieval moated Manor House with separate gatehouse. All wonky floor levels. It is set amid orchards and there were ducklings swimming in the most. We had a lovely morning there.

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