Polesden Lacey on a miserable morning.







by Mike
An autumn walk from Westhumble station to Polesden Lacey.
Today, a walk to assuage my guilt! Last week I found 3 books in the National Trust’s second-hand bookshop at Polesden Lacey and didn’t pay for them. The card reader wasn’t working and they had no cash to give change. I was told I could pay for them if I exited the grounds and paid at the gift shop. But I wasn’t intending to exit the grounds at the gift shop, so I put the books in my rucksack and continued my walk before finally leaving. My intention was either to make an online donation or to pay on my next visit. Hence today’s walk to the same bookshop, in order to pay my dues. I explained to the volunteer running the shop why I had come, although I put a gloss on it saying that I had forgotten to pay!
On a lovely day for walking, 8 miles from Westhumble up to the North Downs and down to Polesden Lacey for a sandwich lunch before the return train journey. The second-hand bookshop at Polesden was thankfully open on this visit and came up with 3 books.
It was raining when we set off for Polesden Lacey and it was raining more persistently when we arrived, but after a cake and coffee the rain gave way to sunshine. A walk around the fabulous grounds and a visit to the the second-hand bookshop (it was closed!) and we were ready to leave, just as cars were piling in for the afternoon open-air jazz concert. All pictures were taken with an inferior iPhone camera.
Yesterday, on a lovely, sunny day, I drove along a country lane from Headley towards Leatherhead and saw this amazing display of Autumn colours. Today I was determined to have another look and so I took a driver with me so I could capture the scenery. Well it turned out to be a foggy day, but with some help from Photoshop, the pictures taken through the car windscreen have captured some of the beauty.
By the time we had arrived at Polesden Lacey, our coffee-break destination, the fog was more obvious and the resulting pictures look better in black and white. And gosh, wasn’t it cold!
On a grey and windy day, some pictures from a morning visit to the National Trust’s Polesden Lacey. I’ve no idea who the gentleman in the hat is, but I liked his look. We took the tour, which was extremely interesting, before ambling through the rooms.
Off for another walk starting at Westhumble. In my hurry to get off the train I left my woolly hat on the seat – it’s an age thing. Later, I had to backtrack on the walk because the lane was blocked. It wasn’t looking a promising walk but it all worked out OK in the end.