Whilst out and about on our first excursion in our new campervan, we called in at Hopton Hall, we admired the snowdrops, said hello to the mossy lady. It wasn’t the most pleasant of weather whilst we were there, sleet is never quite as pretty as a light dusting of snow, so we ate cake and drank tea whilst it passed.
We admired the pair of swans on the lake, swans mate for life.
Overseas readers might like to know that in the UK there is an ancient ritual called ‘swan upping’, this isn’t it. This is a swan feeding.
Swan Upping is actually all about an audit of the queens stock of swans and takes place on the river Thames. Could you ever own a swan? I imagine they please themselves? No, look, I’m wrong again,
They do look regal.
It got me wondering, how they keep their necks clean? I mean there is only so far round that a beak can preen?
It all looks very high maintenance to me
well worth the effort though.