<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>This Southern England</title><description>A guide to some of the most beautiful spots of the South of England, beginning with Kent, Surrey and Sussex and ending with Devon and Cornwall.</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><pubDate>Sat, 31 Aug 2024 07:10:48 -0700</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>A guide to some of the most beautiful spots of the South of England, beginning with Kent, Surrey and Sussex and ending with Devon and Cornwall.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>Hampton Court Palace – the favourite residence of Henry VIII</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/07/hampton-court-palace-favourite.html</link><category>henry VIII</category><category>stately homes</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2013 16:02:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-5560040082005710705</guid><description>
Although this monumental russet building is vastly associated with Henry VIII initially it was not meant for him but for his ambitious chief minister Thomas Wolsey. By 1514 on the site of Hampton Court Palace was situated an unprepossessing manor that had been occupied by the Order of St John Jerusalem since the 12th century.







Hampton Court Palace by Patrick Gruban


Having had acquired </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsNX2RTeDattYn33VG5t_juTG6Rb8MpVhJDReYR0URK8GzyMWtCmto40a-KKT6sTIdDvEjvRK9fRj2DR5n32jzLdopW_qOT71sXKfUx2V6MBRPm-obHdaZCQD2HYa0qbuV2LP0glMhewE/s72-c/hampton+court+by+patrick+gruban+.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>Tear jerking ghost story from St Ives</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2012/02/tear-jerking-ghost-story-from-st-ives.html</link><category>cornwall</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 13:36:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-3912407382397236228</guid><description>The streets, clustered with quaint cottages, are tortuous and cobbled. The breeze, gently stroking the face, is salty and brisk. And the smell of fish and chips wafting around is ubiquitous. Plus a streak of perfect sandy beach, rewarded for its cleanness. This is what St Ives is about. Serene and picturesque, like many other Cornish resorts, but still with its own style and uniqueness. 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It is also quite old, and dates at least from the 15th century. Called “The Smith Arms”, it once was a village blacksmith shop. The local yarn relates that the  merry monarch Charles II occurred to pass </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL-GKO3FVYAwyjSrIsphvRBjz4b7lxl33rNYtJN1dk7PcqM4tpxD5ftgOURADJWgV_7-y73JFhYLIoxW_Jd588LBR5zVSVTXLuuDvnlweQoycjX4LxzxnJWGQJyZHokL95Q3fdKag79eg/s72-c/image_1-3.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Ride a cock-horse to... Wiltshire</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2012/02/ride-cock-horse-to-wiltshire.html</link><category>wiltshire</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2012 14:06:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-1102897642862674957</guid><description>“Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,To see a fine lady upon a white horse...”  Actually to see a white horse, you better go not to Banbury, but to Wiltshire. This English county, infamous for Stonehenge, has about 14 chalk carved stallions on its grassy slopes, which is far more than in any other county. Some of them weren’t spared by the time and weather, but the others are quite conspicuous. </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgooGY_XBbWtvQr50pZQlieew-j8Ip2ZMgD5lN-cl1UUsIhIRdm0NpoJwPwcHzpydviz4Ty4sRNAobATajieBhy3VdITzCGDtoLE5DpKs7ZgoErnWHAdpBNhxsTu587DsWB1Nt3UcDyzlU/s72-c/image_1-3.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Lacock Abbey in Wiltshire. Nannery, family house and school of Wichcraft and Wizardry</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2011/04/lacock-abbey-in-wiltshire-nannery.html</link><category>stately homes</category><category>wiltshire</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2011 16:10:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-3235018328442850830</guid><description>Lacock Abbey in Wiltshire (photo by Derek Harper)After the death of her husband, Lady Ela, Countess of Salisbury, didn’t marry again. With the grant of Henry III, allowing her the free widowhood, a rather exceptional favour at that time, she could brush aside the officious wooers and concentrate on her motherhood, and later on devotion to God. Lady Ela founded Lacock Abbey that was thriving as a </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBvNZfFfQytNSyg7_cje5ZOhex-y4FzzKEp1ozTyt3aymHAEJQYCYFE8c4lUA7M7MKWejdUAtfgoUd-IRpizPeS-V066nHBtDbsgCKVFXW8gdnDm7_XvdaRHY1ijjb6afVeRfRWDBl60/s72-c/lacock+abbey+by+derek+harper2.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><title>Nymans Gardens. The elegant garden set in Victorian era with a Tudor touch</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/11/nymans-gardens-elegant-garden-set-in.html</link><category>english gardens</category><category>english nature</category><category>stately homes</category><category>west sussex</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 06:16:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-4998210004550621502</guid><description>Tudor Manor House at Nymans Gardens (Photograph by Pamm Goodey)Nymans Gardens in West Sussex, concentrated around an old semi-ruined manor house, looks like a perfect set for a period drama, with a romantic twist, probably. The imagination easily draws a languorous Tudor lady, strolling in rustling puff dresses along Nyman’s Rose garden, accompanied by her gallant suitors, attired in hoses and </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYOmhBmEnqgs-VIUspE1ndc4W385ep5yjqZa9poWzAFXxE-n9andXaounqD0UjLLVukbAyU_I-y8jEY5Nx8djJRSlYDvOGJGzfpUNM4v_HtR8LkfJIDeo9w94NL1OX-qIQbb3OIT8obBw/s72-c/nymans+gardens+by+pam+goodey2.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>Claremont Gardens and House that…John built</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/11/claremont-gardens-and-house-thatjohn.html</link><category>english gardens</category><category>surrey</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2010 14:34:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-3810419644793874201</guid><description>Belvedere Tower at Claremont Gardens (photograph by James Long)Sir John Vanbrugh (1664-1726) was a colourful figure of his time. Until his late thirties, he’s been known as a quite popular playwright. His plays were accepted by public with enthusiasm, although not without caustic criticism from some people, who blamed his writing in frivolity and lack of virtue. 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Every season has its strongest and weakest features. Like probably most of us, I dislike autumn for its dank weather, and swiftly shortening daylight, and heavy showers, bringing loads of mud, and… And simply for that it’s not summer anymore. But I’m prepared to accept all this grey doom and gloom, only for that extravaganza of colours, having given inspiration to such many artists, for that </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStIibujocdiPNSJuoqT-pyp3Oz91Zhn0VOYIpPtcZRcUDNUfXLehXOusJJjLpClHj6RxTo6TN3HQoNx0kun9OhAZOdN48E4TNntb0_z16QHwuSIQhREX1AouEn7DH900wrFkL5Xa6C_A/s72-c/autumn.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Lyme Regis, Dorset. The town of the “French Lieutenant’s Woman” and the place where “she sells seashells”</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/08/lyme-regis-dorset-town-of-french.html</link><category>dorset</category><category>south coast of england</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 14:17:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-7216150770456697021</guid><description>Lyme Regis in Dorset (Photograph by Eugene Birchall)
The South Coast of England does not suffer from the lack of lovely seaside towns, with ubiquitous smell of fish and chips, long promenades, winding steep streets, breathtaking views and that special unhurried atmosphere of provincial resort towns. Lyme Regis that is in Dorset, almost on the border with Devon, is one these charming spots. </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZHMGP2ho0biQA70rjTllpKnpvxd6LvHaNKrCCn_oyla9WQEvaePG_-icp53UjVe5XuY99DxqNVZVxbZLiHjNSrrQbFNNrEVb0r-9Y6WtXpjJYklDRANyS6jLGYR53hBxBT2UDb7N8dsk/s72-c/lyme+regis+by+Eugene+Birchall.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Gatcombe – the mysterious spot of Isle of Wight.</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/08/gatcombe-mysterious-spot-of-isle-of.html</link><category>Isle of Wight</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 13:50:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-5971265770168289404</guid><description>St Olave's Church at Gatcombe, Isle of Wight (Photograph by David Oxtbay)Whether you’ve visited the Isle of Wight or not,  when you hear or read its name, it is more likely that in your mind automatically emerge the images of the sugar-alike Needles, Queen Victoria’s cherished Osborne House or Carisbrooke Castle, infamous for once having been the place of imprisonment of Charles I. But in the </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBaJmq4BHE4b37jLA1seYBqBSx40THijoJFGdVXGU2xVqBKoO8VB4K0k035CLN1uUMEyD5rHcBRdgnAfAhBAfPyarWWGWjf2tiqlICel-Js7ZU0CUiupeY8WUBlVuaVEA8WLCmciXqkO8/s72-c/st+olaves+church+by+david+oxtaby.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Ightham Mote. In the centre of the Gunpowder Plot or what lies behind the myth</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/08/ightham-mote-in-centre-of-gunpowder.html</link><category>kent</category><category>stately homes</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 06:51:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-5170673655369729221</guid><description>Ightham Mote,6 miles east of Sevenoaks (Photograph by Brian Snelson)
Although this splendidly preserved 14th century manor house is surrounded by water, Ightham Mote has nothing to do with any moat. In fact, its name takes its origin from the Old English word “moot” for “meetings”.

Having been enclosed by the dense wall of trees, Ightham Mote pops up unexpectedly in front of the visitors </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBaI0PGeHw8o1LB-PxjCDSe7xdWW_CrmiIB0wAMui3CUFiAWPePAc_vqIuIRW5cJY7EYrYbxYpGccG37acWPLxQ8uTfKJ4Ap58tuBkRVB3BjwuSIsg6Ru_FfLvCGDcwT8UKLN8maNG6aE/s72-c/ightham+mote+by+brian+snelson.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Corfe Castle and the curse of treachery</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/08/corfe-castle-and-curse-of-treachery.html</link><category>castles</category><category>dorset</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 23:08:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-2821129021256148803</guid><description>

Photograph by Peter Langsdale


 The Middle Ages left after themselves a wide heritage of miscellaneous castles and strongholds scattered all around Britain. Some of them have been keeping the stories about valiant victories or shattering defeats, the others have been enveloped into romantic tales about audacious knights and dames of their hearts, but there are also those whose walls witnessed </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw6xCAcgV8_hrIqJkjPM64VUogB6CWFulWRq6UZTryUj5c8Z-xgTCFu8f1ZvBePGscam0u2vRMwLkv45OWl4ocVMELFQp9QIQeJqGiZeqltjwkXFNsJOkYOUGVdp10tz1upcLBmKKT5_Y/s72-c/Corfe+Castle+by+Peter+Langsdale+.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Kingston Lacy and the story of its exiled collector</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/08/kingston-lacy-and-story-of-its-exiled.html</link><category>dorset</category><category>stately homes</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 15:27:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-2327530075436432581</guid><description>Kingston Lacy in Dorset (photograph by Chris Downer)Twenty years after their ancestral nest in Corfe castle had been destroyed by the Parliamentarian forces and the monarchy came back to the throne, the royalist family of Bankes instead of resurrecting their badly damaged former residence moved 19 miles to the north of Corfe castle into just having had built for them Kingston Lacy (Kingston Hall </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6eByA5XzxvYALm7QTauWni7Co_xrl2YXmOXka2KNaw0OqDiunFadKf0RCWsTVOBNKUl0HVkmeAP2_iKvNzwEixesHaqOWJ-UfiQHJi2Zy7QKQ6jjEGqwnX_T1T-huHJiRjYrqFNn4C3I/s72-c/Kingston+Lacy+by+Chris+Downer.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Cockington village – a secluded corner unspoilt by civilization</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/07/cockington-village-secluded-corner.html</link><category>devon</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 05:09:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-1742490960206546468</guid><description>Cockington village (photograph by David Dixon)Cockington village with its toy-looking thatched cottages, looking more like the set for a period dramas than real settlement, is only 1 mile from Devon’s most popular resort of Torquay, but miraculously managed to elude the influence of the town with its erratic life style and encroachment of modern buildings. The horse-drawn carriages plying from </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACGMn9prZnfL-X4iJDl_nghgHy1hv-GPr-jMjdHGky0MntoWXaCGZPgSPgyIW09GXCSErlBSJQ7PGhj4RsbJW8jvewoKQ4QEbDeAEJjhIKclykIdPVyCzgUb8hnjHEOTPwDXOPpU5dRU/s72-c/cockington+by+david+dixon+.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>The haunted ghosts of Hampton Court Palace or beware of tourists</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/07/haunted-ghosts-of-hampton-court-palace.html</link><category>henry VIII</category><category>stately homes</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 03:48:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-1616343032732511507</guid><description>
Ghost stories have always been exiting people minds, giving rise to numerous speculations regarding the nature of wraiths. In the past centuries they were automatically associated with something diabolical and cursed, nowadays we are more inclined to take it as a fun, pragmatically trying to find more reasonable explanation for this phenomenon. One of the theories says that the phantom is </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyVNOY_c-TQzVaHNYm1oH-KjhobZ5ryMlEUEWInbWZazP7-N1EKertJD_A3BfrDw-9iG1jAIa-g47w5ZzswQ9wywT8ZRRrf8QtLndKAK3r9W_o8RchPZne0dp6aqWgZEhKz00LGPIyN9o/s72-c/ghost-woman.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total></item><item><title>Sheffield Park – the sanctuary of harmony and serenity in East Sussex</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/07/sheffield-park-sanctuary-of-harmony-and.html</link><category>country park</category><category>english gardens</category><category>english nature</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 09:41:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-8278206167689433392</guid><description>Although this 120-acre oasis of sheer serenity was laid out in the 18th century by Capability Brown, the chief developer of “natural” landscape gardens in England, and afterwards completed by his talented follower Humphry Repton (the creator of Antony House, Woburn Abbey gardens etc), Sheffield park had already existed long before that, most probably as deer park. Once it was owned by Thomas </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uhDgp8qyDe7e9R-na-pp9_rJU5Hjl6qKoVV3KTH1HkKwamQGW8G1XoUV_cXD3RMRabGA8pkG_RCKnoOoHM0R9WP41TiwOFVJ6nTTgoIZE0i1Z-Y5bfM3fWBq8R18RSn1jbWydywjrzU/s72-c/image_1.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Scotney Castle, Kent. The secret place of Catholic priest during the English Reformation</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/07/scotney-castle-kent-secret-place-of.html</link><category>castles</category><category>kent</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 9 Jul 2010 14:31:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-4808275532149179679</guid><description>Scotney Castle in Kent. Photograph by Brian SnelsonAlthough this one of the most picturesque sites of National Trust (according to some guide books) is proudly called “the castle”, it certainly bears relation to manors than castles. In the 14th century, when the castle was built, the local landholders, seized with panic of potential French raids during the Hundred Year War, by all mean tried to </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ineI61E8FZypLIQsZl7oCbrNmFtLhN0sutOU5Isom5BbzYCBv48herusfEG1oruCxzgQ8uu37gpbJshSImiFHwuHYk8hjIXpRbpsiv0l3y3f436zFcPYSNBrbrAT-XER24Is1yHBjuw/s72-c/scotney+castle+by++Brian++Snelson+.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sudeley Castle, Gloucestershire. The last resting place of the sixth wife of Henry VIII</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/07/sudeley-castle-gloucestershire-last.html</link><category>castles</category><category>elizabeth I</category><category>Gloucestershire</category><category>henry VIII</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 5 Jul 2010 02:10:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-4770164802442380982</guid><description>Sudeley castle in GloucestershireIf you are going to visit Sudeley castle from London, it will take about 2.5 hours drive, but it is unlikely that you will be left indifferent by the place, because it is well worth a journey even if only for enjoying the idyllic pastorals of the Cotswolds. The castle itself was built in the middle of the 15th century by Ralph Boteler, the military commander and </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXdblQhM8C_yMO9UKO-OOqkssqgl2hg2on5cxbHD4AzqynQAab2DzES3Ia-U71jx56g75VgsaLopSJF79A4SAkJmDg0KshEKenPrwM-RM8ehTBhdWt6j_BIR_X9hra3Fd1_FTeAWUQeI/s72-c/sudeley+castle+by+william+pugh.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Hatfield House, Hertfordshire. Home, Sweet Home of Queen Elizabeth I</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/07/hatfield-house-hertfordshire-home-sweet.html</link><category>elizabeth I</category><category>hertfordshire</category><category>stately homes</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 2 Jul 2010 06:13:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-2152028379710330760</guid><description>Hatfield House in Hertfordshire
It is always quite fascinating to visit someone’s childhood home, to see the items that surrounded this person, to feel the whole aura of the house, the place where this someone’s character had shaped. It is especially intriguing if the individual is as legendary as Queen Elizabeth I, who spent pretty much of her turbulent younger years at the Hatfield estate. Not </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsmG65TQ02viBdUUTjCnFyBnrTGKFUElWP8WCBXReGYNVdjC__9rwR9QR2CzGZdq_hZj5-uO62q4eEbmcFYjOLeg-AtRCEnm65Q1ZYpcz8CxyNFEzmShe4KtCbcD4n5YafaQHa9YEhhZI/s72-c/Hatfield+House+by+pam+fray.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Cornish Wonderland or Down the rabbit hole at scenic Antony House.</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/06/cornish-wonderland-or-down-rabbit-hole.html</link><category>cornwall</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jun 2010 23:38:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-8943092749194640455</guid><description>

Antony House in Cornwall. Photograph by Mark Coleman

Having been settled on a miniature peninsula about 5 miles from Plymouth, and surrounded by 75 acres of woodland and landscaped garden, Antony house presents itself to being a lovely secluded spot, turning into the paradise in spring time owing to the exuberance of azaleas, magnolias, rhododendrons and huge array of camellias having over 400</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWO8SKAwD2u-IL6G6lOTdkvqj8Rcir2bPNhDMUi61BsOSUjj2LNRWXktjQrQEHdQUMQkgTu_OMqLBA9WWGKa0OoiB2i0qGOY_ndrWzEaBJVZB0vjCo8DUZu-3Ca63cpzf3xRr_5_CRT8/s72-c/antony+house.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Windsor Castle, Berkshire. The residence of past and present monarchs and the place steeped in history and local legends.</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/06/windsor-castle-berkshire-residence-of.html</link><category>anne boleyn</category><category>berkshire</category><category>castles</category><category>henry VIII</category><category>queen victoria and prince albert</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 16:08:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-7925678657972006301</guid><description>
It is hard to believe that back to the Tudors time Windsor, this flourishing and well-cared-for town, priding itself on the neighbourhood with the Royal Family, fell in somewhat of decay and oblivion. Nowadays Windsor is one of the most visited places in England, and probably only a rare tourist has not visited the town with its sumptuous Windsor castle, having been extremely popular not only </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQIlOuO1xHX6Sfuuf0WjHyCvg0DVaRKPhlyIFXIbNRZhul25qQv8io0g6w-pl4pTNz3SIWWiBQxg8NkbemiKipKeqbvfU9lnyxgjKm6X3p3kWeGi0MqoXYAjE-XtgT-qHZ9EZ7DXvd4NE/s72-c/image_1.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Port Lympne and Howletts – exotic wild animals in the surroundings of Kent.</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/06/port-lympne-and-howletts-exotic-wild.html</link><category>kent</category><category>wild animal park</category><category>zoo</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2010 09:55:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-7426286608277221616</guid><description> The brief history of zoos.According to some archaeological excavations of menageries, the ancestors of contemporary zoos, had already existed in Egypt by 3500 BC. During the Middle Ages it was also quite popular with the monarchs, competing with each other in generosity, to present each other with exotic animals. We all know the Tower of London as the ancient prison, but from the 13th century </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTSnCohh1znqCydRgmOn1hUipNOdoenS6d7u86vBexydxJaC-NJEIYRUa2gdEiAGyMdCRiBfcgeDS298tb8BwtUmKxD9iQEKB0PGxmJsW9bvOylUMLIuDGyEfaRdj6WaRW4ZJmOUOKR6c/s72-c/image_3.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Some interesting facts about Oxford – The birthplace of Alice from Wonderland and bright hobbit Frodo</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-interesting-facts-about-oxford.html</link><category>oxford</category><category>oxfordshire</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2010 01:35:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-7962000497992218644</guid><description>For many years Oxford has remained the position of one of the most attractive tourist places in England. It is quite understanding with Oxford’s architectural sophistication and unspoiltness, the fame of the 3rd honourable place in the midst of the oldest universities in the world (the 1st place belongs to the University of Bologna and the 2nd is after the University of Paris) as well as the </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWjLOPIiBZChtoKYKqJGfN2pIfBVG_ArXMzVjM2zRaqWfKpyq9YioXfjj8aB8_djH6U1bKDp1yrzzlMFb1dB-fFAuNIr9BOM5VbMGKHLbbj3agFljSLb299CQqWsTGAGlQ4songFo-0l4/s72-c/image_2.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Saint Nectan’s Glen in Cornwall - the unspoilt sanctuary of magic beauty and salubrious energy.</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/06/saint-nectans-glen-in-cornwall-unspoilt.html</link><category>cornwall</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 4 Jun 2010 23:13:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-8127848347207630611</guid><description>St Nectan's Glen in CornwallSaint Nectan’s Glen, situated in the immediate vicinity of popular Cornish village of Tintagel, is a secluded woodland area that stretches along the cheerfully babbling Trevillet River, looking more like a brook than a river. 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The place where rigorous nature interlaces with fanciful Arthurian legends.</title><link>http://thesouthofengland.blogspot.com/2010/06/tintagel-cornwall-place-where-rigorous.html</link><category>castles</category><category>cornwall</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Thu, 3 Jun 2010 22:53:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693880630724942700.post-1675892860797774788</guid><description>Tintagel in CornwallThis lovely Cornish village, exposed to strong Atlantic winds, has been popularized mainly for Tintagel castle’s ruins, to be more precise for its connection to the legendary King Arthur. Although the castle was built in the middle of 13th century, there are enough people who believe that infamous Camelot had already existed there long before Tintagel castle was built. 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