That’s one…
Today we went to Sissinghurst. We haven’t been in ages. They charge stupid money for National Trust non-members and we quit our membership a few years ago, when everyone and everything on NT properties became gay. We’d done all the ones in our patch of the woods over and over and over anyway.
The gardens were a little past it, no doubt owing to the several hot spells we’ve had, but still beautiful. Sure you can have it in color.
Vita Sackville-West always felt hard done by, ending up in Sissinghurst. And who can blame her? If she’d been born with testicles, she’d have inherited Knole.
p.s. on the way home, we had a near miss with a baby fox. I do hope we scared him away from the road.
June 23, 2025 — 6:17 pm
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