The next day, Alan and Rhona took me and the family dog (Maya the Pampered) out to a picnic at Durham Park, about 20 minutes outside of Bristol.
Captured June 23 2002 1:02:11p
Here, we're enjoying a fabulous picnic lunch packed in a fabulous new picnic backpack my friends had recently purchased.
Captured June 23 2002 1:38:37p
Durham Park is named after the principal family that owned it and passed it on from generation to generation.
Captured June 23 2002 2:12:46p
It's also a deer park, where fallow deer were kept originally for hunting, now purely for the pleasure of their company (I think).
Captured June 23 2002 4:18:32p
Here is an overview of Durham Manor, which has been taken over and turned into a museum by the British Heritage Society. Since Rhona works there, she was able to get us in free and we got to say 'hello' to many of the people she works with.
Captured June 23 2002 4:05:38p
The other side of the manor is actually the entrance, and it was too large to get into one shot, really.
Captured June 23 2002 2:31:18p
Percy is the resident peacock, and quite a handsome lad.
Captured June 23 2002 2:25:39p
This is one of several pictures I took inside the museum before someone told me that it wasn't permitted. Rhona didn't know, and I didn't ask....
Captured June 23 2002 3:12:36p
This was the picture I really wanted to take, but was stopped mid-shutter. It's a doorway into a small closet with a full-wall painting of a continued hallway, complete with pets and object's d'art. Like I said, I couldn't take the picture, so I bought the postcard and photographed that. Therefore, this is a picture of a picture of a place that has a painting of an unreal continuation of a real space. Where does that leave us?
Captured June 23 2002 11:10:08p
The artwork on this sedan chair was exquisite, but so sensitive to light that they kept it in a darkened corner, and I had to use a 1-second exposure to see it at all -- our eyes were unable. This is how I excused my use of the camera after I had been told to put it away. (Rhona was actually annoyed at being told that we couldn't take pictures of publicly owned art, so said nothing.)
Captured June 23 2002 3:30:39p
You Rang, Sir?
I don't know why this impressed me so much, but every room had a bell tied to a wire that allowed the occupant to ring for service from one of the many housemaids who waited below, listening for just such an annoyance.
Captured June 23 2002 3:43:39p
St. Peter's Parish
The attached church, which was attached to the manor but served the local region, was beatifully adorned both inside and out.
Captured June 23 2002 2:33:03p
This is one of the most successful high dynamic range pictures I've taken with people in it. I luckily happened to take the sequence of five photos at a moment when everyone was standing perfectly still, or nearly so.
Captured June 23 2002 2:42:53p
I think this is the grave of one of the former owners of Durham Manor, with a relief in the background of their surviving children (boys on the left panel and girls on the right).
Captured June 23 2002 2:46:15p
Pete's birthday followed closely on the heels of Ki's, and we had a little celebration in the department, where smoke sensors forced us to perform the candle ceremony in the kitchenette.
Captured June 24 2002 3:08:55p
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