The weather on Sunday was truly awful, the rain was constant and even the ducks were shaking their heads and running for cover! Unfortunately, the picnic in the park was cancelled so we had a picnic at my Mum’s instead… We watched the Royal procession float down the Thames, shared our amazement at the lack of rain in London (for the most part) and generally had a good old natter with everyone.
Yesterday was a much brighter day…. and everyone headed down to the High Street for a street party. There was music from a traditional brass band, a young rock band and a Zumba demonstration (that the Dad’s were interested in for some reason!). Most people had made food to share but there was also a barbeque and the pub was doing well. I even had some pink candyfloss and it made me feel like 8yrs old again!
Late afternoon we walked up the hill to the castle… this has many fond memories for me. As a child I used to play for hours in the turrets and dungeons, roll down the banks on my side as quickly as possible and try to find fairies. None were to be found but I had a quick look again yesterday and I’m sure that I saw one out of the corner of my eye ;-).
The castle ruins are from the 11th century but much can still be seen and visitors are allowed to still climb the turrets and walk along the walls. The views are amazing and it’s easy to see why the castle was built in such a prominent position.
Henry VIII visited in 1511 and it was described as being “stately but in disrepair” then! Mary Queen of Scots was sadly imprisoned here for many years in the 16th century and she apparently hated this prison more than any.
As night fell a beacon was set alight to celebrate the jubilee, just as thousands more were lit throughout the UK, and it was reassuring to know that this fantastic place still holds a sense of magic today – although Mary Queen of Scots would probably disagree!