When Sue suggested we visit Charlecote Park, certain things were a given. There would be good chat. There would be drinking of coffee. There would be a convivial lunch. There would be the beeswax scent of the National Trust.
But today was full of unexpected pleasures too.
The kitchen had a fire in the grate, a stocked larder and apple and blackberry something-or-other simmering in a copper pan. I like this new habit of the NT to show the kitchens at work.
There was sculpture in the trees.
And a 180 year old Mulberry tree in fruit (would have been rude not to sample).
But best of all was the most wonderful farm shop. So many pumpkins and squash.
Too many, in fact. I was paralysed by the choice and didn't end up buying any. Silly me.
Happy Day of pleasures - both anticipated and unexpected.