Another warm, sunny and pleasant day yesterday (Wednesday). We thought it a good enough excuse to get out. We thought of places to go to, and decided we wanted somewhere green and pleasant, possibly a garden. We have a choice of several places, but not too far to drive. We hit on Waterperry Gardens, somewhere we've visited on a couple of occasions. We set up the satnav, but for some reason the thing insisted on taking us through Bletchley and not immediately along Standing Way and out towards Buckingham. It would have been more normal to take that route, but the thing insisted on the other route out of Milton Keynes.
We got to Waterperry at about 10.45. The place was busy, with the carpark nearer the entrance virtually full to overflowing and we had to park in a newer section near the farm shop, which I don't remember being there the last time we visited. I don't think they had a farm shop when we were last there, so I presume it had been built and opened since our last visit to Waterperry. We had to wait when a coach arrived. There were several more parked. It was from Milton Keynes. Ironic that we'd driven all that way when we could have gone on a coach and saved on all the stress of driving to get there. Perhaps the next time we could go on a coach, so it will be worth investigating for the future.
The was place absolutely heaving with people. Mostly 'of a certain age.' It was as well we arrived when we did. We paid to go in the garden. I don't remember us paying when we visited the first time, but I know we didn't the last time. It was worth it. People dawdling about the place. It was really nice to sit and just enjoy the quiet, just the sound of birds singing and the breeze in the tree-tops. Something soothing and relaxing about a garden, and in particular one that is so well cared for. It was certainly at it's best. Also, the smells and sights were really soothing. Necessary since we've spent so many hours in N.H.S. units over the last year or so.
We were in need of refreshment so we went into the café. The place was gradually filling up with those people who'd arrived earlier on the coaches, along with a gang of middle aged men dressed in garish biking gear. I had a tomato and cheese sandwich and Carol had a baked potato with baked beans. I bought a bottle of apple juice which we drank with our food and it has to be one of the best apple juice I've tasted. It was from Waterperry apples and very sharp and not tampered with in any way as some apple juice is when you buy it from a supermarket, pure juice, no additives or watered down or from concentrate. We took the bottle with the remainder of the juice home with us when we left.
From the café we went into the plant sales area as Carol was keen to purchase a plant for our garden, or what passes of a garden. She chose a dahlia in a pot.
So we wended our way back to our car and drove home. A pleasant morning spent.
We got to Waterperry at about 10.45. The place was busy, with the carpark nearer the entrance virtually full to overflowing and we had to park in a newer section near the farm shop, which I don't remember being there the last time we visited. I don't think they had a farm shop when we were last there, so I presume it had been built and opened since our last visit to Waterperry. We had to wait when a coach arrived. There were several more parked. It was from Milton Keynes. Ironic that we'd driven all that way when we could have gone on a coach and saved on all the stress of driving to get there. Perhaps the next time we could go on a coach, so it will be worth investigating for the future.
The was place absolutely heaving with people. Mostly 'of a certain age.' It was as well we arrived when we did. We paid to go in the garden. I don't remember us paying when we visited the first time, but I know we didn't the last time. It was worth it. People dawdling about the place. It was really nice to sit and just enjoy the quiet, just the sound of birds singing and the breeze in the tree-tops. Something soothing and relaxing about a garden, and in particular one that is so well cared for. It was certainly at it's best. Also, the smells and sights were really soothing. Necessary since we've spent so many hours in N.H.S. units over the last year or so.
We were in need of refreshment so we went into the café. The place was gradually filling up with those people who'd arrived earlier on the coaches, along with a gang of middle aged men dressed in garish biking gear. I had a tomato and cheese sandwich and Carol had a baked potato with baked beans. I bought a bottle of apple juice which we drank with our food and it has to be one of the best apple juice I've tasted. It was from Waterperry apples and very sharp and not tampered with in any way as some apple juice is when you buy it from a supermarket, pure juice, no additives or watered down or from concentrate. We took the bottle with the remainder of the juice home with us when we left.
From the café we went into the plant sales area as Carol was keen to purchase a plant for our garden, or what passes of a garden. She chose a dahlia in a pot.
So we wended our way back to our car and drove home. A pleasant morning spent.
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