It was getting colder by the minute.

We hoped that the house would appear soon. And it did.

Chatsworth is a grand old house, and very popular with visitors. There were quite a few in the house and in the grounds, and it was a weekday in the dreads of March. I imagine that there would be twenty times that amount on a nice July weekend.

We passed through the golden gates.

And into the inner garden, where there were lots of little things of interest.

Next, we enter the house proper.