Lunch at Brocket Hall
There is an estate close to London which I wave at trough my window every time I pass by it. It is called Brocket hall and I have always imagined that one day it will belong to me. You know the feeling when something has this incredible, magic charm and beauty but most importantly it just calls you, tells you that there is no place else in the world for you.
Brocket Hall belongs to Lord Brocket who is one of my favourite royalties in the UK. That is because he is incredibly naughty. He was send to prison because he loved cars, and especially Ferraris way too much. He had the great idea to disassemble 4 of his Ferraris and hide them in his house, saying that they are stolen and claiming the insurance probably to buy more cars after. Well it did not work so he was send to prison and condemned by the British society. Bless him. He is a celebrity now and everyone loves him.
Having lunch there and getting the royal treatment surrounded by the polite high class Brits I felt like doing something crazy just to see their faces, just to be me.
2 Comments:
Ema, you crazy girl! Wish I could live your life, even if for only one day...
lol, yes you do lady! hope you are doing well, I am loving Rome, they all call you belicima here, makes me giggle every time....
hugs
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