The views from the top were impressive, but all the time I kept thinking that it wasn't how I remembered it from visiting as a child.
I had a good wander round, it was nice but I was puzzled as to where all the arches were that I knew had been there before.
I wandered back to the car and saw a sign to 'The Priory' and the penny dropped - that was where I'd been as a child not the castle! As I walked out of the village the priory came into view across the fields.
It's managed by English Heritage and when I got to the entrance there was only 20mins left until they closed so I didn't pay the £6.90 to go in, instead I wandered around the perimeter on a footpath.
Now I could see the arches that I remembered. Arches from the cloisters,
and from windows long missing their glass.
But even from a distance it was a lovely end to the day - a day where I found this gorgeous cloche hat in mum's cupboard, bought and worn by me in the 80s!
Hope you all had good Easter weekends too.