Long time no post.
Today I visited Parham House.
I have to admit I was disappointed by certain aspects but delighted with others.
Which has made me think of how we all formulate our expectations and how they in turn make us happy or not.
In today’s case my expectation was Elizabethan house = quality and good taste; so when I was confronted with awful peach paintwork and a tatty old man-made carpet – think the interior of an 1980’s old people’s home I was very disappointed. It improved but lacked the attention to detail that is standard in National Trust properties which was what I was expecting.
The garden however was a delight and had what I love best, lots of period details with very informal planting.
And a dog or two mooching around.