The next day, however, even if we were woken up at half seven by them, we got up for a scrumptious full English breakfast. In fact, you might have been able to call it a half English one, for both Tilly and I are vegetarians. With no meat, though, that meant we had more room in us for the grapefruit, yoghurt, toast, and everything else! It’s proper glory having such a big and well-cooked breakfast. At home, we just have cereal. Bory-bory-boring!
Mummy hadn’t told us where we were to go. We had a quick shower together, and then we jumped in the car and were off. About twenty minutes later, we began to see signs saying ‘The Village Leeds’ across the roundabouts, and then ‘Leeds Castle’. Nobody would know how much Tilly and I love castles! We were beginning to feel excited. But never did we feel so excited when we actually saw the stretching moat, the laid-out drawbridge, the thick, stone walls, and the humongous wooden turrets. It was like being in Disneyland Castle!
When we got there, we bought some bird feed from the gift shop. I thought that the long walk there would be longer than it was, since Mummy ushered us away from the ganders rather a lot, so I spent the bird feed wisely. Only too wisely! The pot had been filled to the top of the tub with the lid over the top; so basically it was filled to the brim. When we walked back to the car, it was filled an inch below the brim. As we walked back through the gardens, we said, “Go on, have a handful per goose! We need it to be all gone by the time we’re at the car park!” So we poured out handful after handful of bird feed. Still, we were spending it too wisely! By the time we were back at the car park, half of the pot was still filled. So we put it in the boot of the car for another time!
Anyway. They had the huge Leeds Castle at the end of the walk, but most of it was locked up and shut away, so we only saw a couple of modernised rooms within the whole thing. I think I heard one of the receptionists explaining, “Well, it’s all a bit tumbledown up there,” to a tourist; but this tourist was not having anything. “It’s Victorian! I live in a Victorian house!” she would have ejaculated suddenly. “It’s not like that’ll fall down! Let me up!” But again she was denied. Maybe there’s a dead body up there… maybe it’s all just a trap…
Out of Story Mode! It was overall great – or at least the gardens were! They had a really big and ginormous maze! Guess who got to the middle first? Mummy? No. Tilly? No. Me! Yes! It was really big and the whole thing was empty! Originally Tilly and I were on a team against Mummy but then we decided to split up. There were so many different ways, and the lights were dim and creepy! But it was one of the best things there.
GROTTO
PLAYGROUND
FALCONRY DISPLAY
BATTLE OF AGINCOURT
In the castle, however, I was expecting it to be a bit like Rochester or Dover Castles, what with its feeble and noble look from out in the grounds, but it certainly was not going to be. However, I thought it really was beautiful out, and I enjoyed feeding the ducks, geese, ganders, goslings, swans, signets, chicks, ducklings, crows, pigeons, seagulls, blue tits, sparrows, robins, and all the other wildlife species. Three cheers for bird feed! Hip, hip! Hooray! Hip, hip! Hooray! Hip, hip! Come on, hip hip! Oh, they’re asleep. I must have droned on a bit. I’ll end it here then; just in case they wake up. Won’t have missed a little thing if I do. So, goodbye! I’d love to go to Leeds Castle again. Goodbye, goodbye! Goodbye!
Goodbye!