Todays photo has a rather
Dr Who feel to it... at least, if you're obsessive enough to look quite hard for a connection. It's of a statue at
Castle Howard in York, on a rainy August day.
I recently went up to York to visit a good friend who lives in the city. Three of us went for a day trip to Castle Howard, a very beautiful stately home featured in both the film and TV versions of
Brideshead Revisited (not an entirely happy connection for me; I studied the book for my A-Level coursework an alarmingly long time ago) although it has to be said that the creators of their website were rather premature in choosing the tagline "it's a beautiful day", unless their definition of a 'beautiful day' differs radically from my own and involves thunderstorms. Perhaps they come from a drought-stricken land.
We had a lovely time anyway, and the castle and grounds looked rather picturesque wreathed in mist. However, having brought a picnic we struggled slightly to find somewhere to eat it, as there didn't seem to be an indoor picnic area. We were on our way to the
Temple of the Four Winds when the rain apparently realised that it hadn't been trying hard enough, and the heavens opened. Along with a few other tourists, we ran for the only nearby shelter - the Temple itself - completely ignoring the "Warning: don't climb on these steps, in case you fall over and try to sue us" signs.
So we decided to have our picnic there and then, around the back of the Temple, looking out over the damp and rolling scenery beyond. It felt incredibly secluded, although the mood of tranquility was broken somewhat by my friend's anxiety that we would be caught in our illicit luncheon by a member of staff and 'get in trouble'. I was forced to eat the last falafel standing up, as she whipped the picnic rug out from beneath me. But we didn't leave until I'd taken a few photos of the lovely statues which guard the Temple on all sides.
