Posts tagged ‘Snodding Estate’

June 4, 2012

Masses at Snodding Hall

by 3arn0wl

On what has been a most glorious weekend, it was inevitable that large numbers of people would make their way up to Lord Rupert’s estate.

With the trees and borders resplendent with their Springtime adornment, the gardens were looking magnificent.  Many made the most of the weather; enjoying a picnic or a barbecue amidst the “Capably landscaped grounds”.  A few teenagers (and more than one dog) splashed in the lake, whilst others languished under the dappled shade of the trees, drinking Chianti fiasco, and reading the Romantic poets to their lovers.

Lots of people went inside the historic hall – “Remodelled during The Restoration by Barry” – and marvelled at the opulent splendour of the lobby.  Lord Rupert was particularly excited to show off his Priest’s Hole.

All in all, an excellent day of bird watching, Chianti-drinking and Sun-burning.

April 19, 2012

Pink to frazzled, but not well done

by 3arn0wl

Lord Rupert’s bubble ducked.  Twice.

He’d just agreed to let Michelle Biskup’s bank come for a Murder Mystery weekend.

Had he checked the diary he would have noticed that there was a wedding party already booked in.

And then there’s the ‘Open your place up for free’ event that takes place each year.  There’ll be hoards of people everywhere!  He shouldn’t moan about that of course – the tea shop will do well,  and it’s a very good advert for the place.

But he was going to be running around like a mad marshal!  It was going to be murder!

March 18, 2012

10 mile deep and a foot wide

by 3arn0wl

It had started with breakfast in bed:  an overrated act of love in her opinion as she always managed to embed the toasted breadcrumbs deep down in the sheets.

It continued at the Hallowed Prostitute, where posies had been doled out to any female over the age of consent.

And then in the Flying Pig, where free puddings were lavished upon childbearing hips of all ages.

But she’d had enough by the time she was given free choice of DVD for the afternoon’s entertainment, opting instead for a gentle walk around Snodding Estate.

Holly Wood just wished that the lengths of the depth and width of Mother’s Day were turned the other way round!

February 20, 2012

Midnight reveries

by 3arn0wl

Perhaps the last night of the half term holiday was not the best time for a sleepover,  but Grace Merryweather and Rose Wood had a brilliant time!  They told stories and listened to music,  they danced and sang and talked about their god: Justin Bieber. They baked chocolate coconut squares, and then scoffed them with crisps at midnight.  And they made garlands of paper flowers,  with which they adorned each other.

Meanwhile, having heard some highly disturbing noises whilst walking in the Estate’s arboretum, Simon shinned up a bael tree,  where he stayed until dawn,  picking off the leaves and praying for salvation.

February 1, 2012

Chorley Uni students rusticated

by 3arn0wl

A ‘capture of’ Zoologists from Chorley University was sent down yesterday.

They’d been tasked to survey wildlife.

January 4, 2012


by 3arn0wl

There hasn’t been much rest on the Snodding Estate over the festive season.

All the vines have been pruned, and several broken stays and wires have been replaced.

The copse needed thinning too, to allow light onto the woodland floor.  The Corylus will regrow again quickly enough though.

And several rotten old Tilia have had to be removed from the drive.  However, they are going to be replaced, and another row planted behind them.

Rupert, Lord Snodding – …. . ……!

November 7, 2011

“May your holiday be blessed.”

by 3arn0wl

Moh Ahmeddoh’s had a few days off!

He’d got loads of annual leave mounting up and, well apart from planting tulip bulbs, tidying up after Bonfire Night, and the endless, unwinnable battle against the falling leaves,  there wasn’t much doing.

He’d thought about going abroad, but decided to stay home in the end:

He’d been to have his hair cut.

He’d skimmed stones on the Bredy.

He’d even been for a run on Lord Rupert’s Estate.

And as he walked around the town hall in Market Square, he got to thinking about the story of Abraham and Ishmael.  Well! That gave him a craving for a Lamb Rogon Josh from the Chorley Tandorley, with a Keema naan!