Pulling up outside the reputedly haunted Elizabethan castle I was charmed to observe peacocks strutting across the road towards the woods on the other side.
She Of The Townhouse and I were staying in the Kings Suite, a generous gift from her sister.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
As we entered the lobby area a curious peacock sitting on the roof of the gate house called after us.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
While we enjoyed a refreshing cup of tea the earlier bird greeted us in a similar fashion though at greater length.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
Then later on as castle gardens were explored.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
Looking across the water meadow to the nearby town
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
Out for a meal.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
Returning to the Castle.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
As darkness fell.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
Deep in the wee small hours.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
Greeting the sunrise.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
In celebration of breakfast.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
During our extended private tour of the castle interior.
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
And as we bade our generous hosts farewell
PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW! PEEEEEEEAAAAAW!
And then as we left the car park I am afraid tragedy struck. I accidentally ran over a peacock.
Still it doesn’t seem too broken.
I wonder how it tastes.
:-P
1 comment:
Very funny!!!! :)
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