You must excuse me for wanting to come home of an evening, only to recline on a chaise whilst Hercules rolls chilled grapes in my direction, on a sterling silver salver. Nary a mini bloggeth could my weary, torn and tattered fingers conjure.
But my friends I do see a brief calm on the horizon. We all know it wont last long though, as that very special season (that I never mention before October) is fast approaching.
So in the meantime, feast your cheeky peepers on a magical place that swept me off my feet last weekend. Arundel Castle and its gardens have long been on my list to visit but I was doubtful that it's gardens would pique my interest. How wrong was I?
Arundel is going straight into my top ten alongside Great Dixter, West Green House and East Ruston Old Vicarage. Love, love, love it. It has the very same injection of magic as the aforementioned. Beautifully designed and maintained, by a dedicated team who were busy tweaking and fluffing as we moseyed around. Enchantment around every corner and colour, oh my, so late in the season but a veritable rainbow for the retina.
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Beware, the dribbling dogs that guard the castle gardens.
Helianthus, Tricyrtis, Echium and Dahlias-a-go-go!
Grab your hat and cane because
the gardens are full to the brim with a dazzling Autumn parade.
Demure scarecrows do their best to blend into the background
but I can see you there, in your polka dot Cath Kidston raincoat missus.
Tip toe through the Dahlia beds and you are greeted by the biggest flower of all....