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Two lovely days ‘up north’Created by Verity in Jane Lawson's Blog
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follow url We stayed at The Old Hall, purportedly the oldest hotel in England, and it’s certainly atmospheric, because as you enter you see on the right hand side a plate of glass which was inscribed by Mary Queen of Scots who was imprisoned here in the 16 C. The hotel is built over the original hot spring which pour out thousands of gallons of pure Buxton water each day; there are plans to restore it very soon and I would certainly love to return to a hot spring bath one day soon.
get link And then, on the Friday, we met up with Ivy, a sister grannynetter. And what a brilliant day that was. Ivy met us at the hotel and we then walked to the Opera House to catch the Buxton Tram. This extraordinary vehicle is a converted milk float done up in Victorian style which transports tourists round the town. It’s driven by a jolly former chef who wears his bowler hat with pride and who knows the history of Buxton inside out, he entertained us with fascinating stories on our round the town trip. One story was that when the milk float was launched, they asked Nestlé (who own the rights to Buxton water) to donate a big bottle to break over the engine. They refused. However, most of the town turned out to give them a brilliant launch including Charlotte’s Chocolates, which are best I’ve ever tasted.
source There was so much to see, but two highlights were the now converted stables of the Duke of Devonshire. These now form part of the University of Derby and were at one time an orthopaedic hospital. They are circular with the largest Dome in Britain and if you stand directly underneath, the echo is awesome. And the second was the hairiest ride down the steepest hill in the town. It’s a must for any visitor. The tour ended at Peake’s Cavern, an amazing limestone cave with an underground river and spectacular stalactites and stalagmites all guided by a most entertaining student on his summer job. Then, we went to Ivy’s where her lovely husband had prepared a splendid lunch. It was such a lovely experience to meet another grannynetter, someone we would never have known but for this site.
On the Saturday, all the family arrived from Manchester and its environs and we had a wonderful lunch at the hotel. It’s too rare that we get together with out northern family but so good when we do. Brother in law was seventy and the littlest member of the family is just a year old, so it was one of those special all ages occasions. A walk round the beautiful parks of Buxton ended the day, and Brother in law still had a day’s cricket to look forward to on the Sunday (but it seems that England were trounced by the Aussies on this occasion).
And on the Sunday, for us, it was long trek home. But well worth it for such a satisfying long weekend.
by Jane Lawson