I'm on holiday for the next few weeks in Portugal where we have little to do but bask in the sun by the sea (though I'm putting on boatloads of sun cream 'cause this white chic doesn't want to burn), get good family time, be lazy and have space to write. I already feel the creativity brewing because on the plane over here I cranked out a new short story.
Earlier this week however, I had friends from the US come to visit for the day. Besides a brief tour of the Sheffield city centre, their biggest request was to go visit a favourite place near me.
About 40 minutes from my house, through the rolling hills of the Peak District, is Chatsworth, or also known as, Mr. Darcy's house from the (American version) Pride and Prejudice movie. What I didn't know is that they were filming a 'sequel' to the BBC version called 'Death Comes to Pemberley'. Jane Austin didn't write the book. It's written by Baroness P.D. James and is a murder mystery with the same characters from the Austin book. I haven't read it so I couldn't give a review, but it was fun to see actors/actresses in their period garb with sunglasses on.
So here is a pictorial collage of the filming I saw that day and a few shots around Chatsworth. The cast includes: Anna Maxwell Martin (Elizabeth), Matthew Rhys (Darcy) and Matthew Goode (Wickham) for the BBC One and Origin Pictures film.
*Disclaimer - all my pictures of the filming were taken from a distance since they blocked it off to tourists.
And here are few from around the Chatsworth grounds that day which ended with tea and scones. Scroll over the pictures to find out what it is . . .
Here is a poem about Chatsworth by William Wordsworth:
Chatsworth! thy stately mansion and the pride Of thy domain, strange contrast do present
To house and home in many a craggy rent Of the wild Peak; where new-born waters glide
Through fields whose thrifty occupants abide As in a dear and chosen banishment,
With every semblance of entire content; So kind is simple Nature, fairly tried!
Yet he whose heart in childhood gave her troth To pastoral dales, thin set with modest farms,
May learn, if judgement strengthen with his growth, That not for Fancy only pomp hath charms;
And, strenuous to protect from lawless harms The extremes of favoured life, may honour both.
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