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The Ruin - Landmark Trust Grewelthorpe.

So this commitment to reopening the blog isn't going so well... after a crazy busy summer with various adventures - autumn is upon us and suddenly life has ground to a quiet standstill.... its mainly about tidying the garden and readying the house for the colder days coming.   Not a lot interesting happening to ramble on about!

more than 180 but less than 360 pic of Ruin and view

We did have a little outing on Sunday to Hackfall Gardens at Grewelthorpe, North Yorkshire, to look at a Landmark Trust building open day.  This building is called 'The Ruin' and that exactly what it is- but in the form of an intended ruin - a folly on the estate of John Aislabie - a small  rather beautiful space planned as a 'banqueting hall' to showcase riches and more importantly the amazing view. It has one small living room with to smaller side rooms one being a compact bedroom with log burner and the other a very swish bathroom area. All three room only open onto the stone terrace - they are not inter joined - could be a cold skip to the loo in the middle of the night but worth is as all three have the original doors that open onto the fantastic view across the valley.  Imagine laying in the bath enjoying the view.... its totally private and a wonderful little hideaway - we would like to explore the gardens as there are tantalizing glimpses of other follies and water features as you look down the steep ravine from the house but on Sunday we were expecting guests for dinner so we left that for another day and went home for a lovely Sunday dinner with friends.

view from the bath... I didn't actually get in the bath just lent over and pretended....

We tried to book The Ruin as a treat for ourselves but sadly it is booked up for absolutely ages so we will have to wait.... 

living room and bedroom with stone terrace..


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