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Monday, 19 March 2007

A Fabulous Weekend in the Country

Stayed with my boyfriend Vince, mum and dad and grandparents at Tower House, near Kirkby Stephen in Cumbria. You can see photos of Vince and I cooking on the AGA at my mum's blog The Dark Blonde. I don't have any photos of my own to put up at the moment but will try and do so soon.

As you can see the place is rather fantastic. The bedroom Vince and I had isn't in any of the pictures but it had a wardrobe that looked like you could've got to Narnia through it. It felt like a really nice room during the day but at night it was really creepy at night. It kind of felt like someone was in the room, and there was something weird about the mirror on the dressing table. The child's room and play room also had a weird vibe. The huge bath was amazing - I had a good long soak in it as we only have a shower at home :(

It was very sad to leave and we didn't get snowed in as I hoped which meant Vince and I had to come back on Sunday night when we had the place until Monday morning as we couldn't get the day off work. We only spent two nights there but it already felt like home. I thoroughly recommend staying there But get in quick before my family clubs together and buys the place as we have all fallen in love with it!


mutterings and meanderings said...

Oooh, spooky house!

I always find old mirrors rather interesting and slightly creepy ... the thought of how many people have looked in it before me ..

My grandad says: "If you look in there long enough, you'll see the devil looking over your shoulder."

Gill said...

what about staring at your own reflection for ages until your face melts and you see lots of other faces there...

Karen said...

When I looked in the mirror during the day, whilst I still saw my own face, I felt like the room that was reflected was a room in the past rather than the room I was in in the present (if that makes any sense to you well done!)

But at night when I was reading my book I felt like I could see movement in it - the movement would have been by the door but of course there was no one there. The only other person in the room was Vince and he was lying in bed next to me reading too!

Gill said...

Oh yeah I understand because when I looked out of the gate I felt like the view there was in the past and not in the present.

Maybe I appeared as a ghost to soemone living in the past?

mutterings and meanderings said...

One of my colleagues says his mother was looking in the mirror at their old house when he was a kid and the room behind her changed momentarily to a 1940s-ish scene. He also says that after midnight in that house he had the feeling he was being subtley told: "Go to bed. It's our time now."