After the previous evening's events (click here if you missed it) the alarm was rather unwelcome but after making sure Adam was ok I dragged myself out of bed & met mum&dad to head down for breakfast.
Wyck Hill House looked stunning & if it had been a touch warmer it would have been lovely to sit outside on the patio drinking fresh orange juice.
Even though it was a bit nippy it was a really sunny morning & the view from the breakfast room was incredible - both on the table (yay for a big chunk of black pudding!) & out of the windows.
After we'd cleaned our plates we went for a walk around the grounds for an explore & to help it go down a bit.
Fun with shadows & looking at the bluebells on the way.
We popped back in through the bar & I thought mum looked quite at home as if she was welcoming guests into her drawing room.
After wishing the newlyweds well, we picked up a delicate Adam & set off on the long journey back to ma&pa's, waited a bit & then drove back to London with a few stop offs on the way. It wasn't quite how we'd imaged our weekend away to be but hey can't win 'em all!