Wigmore Castle. Of course, we don’t live here all the time. We come here for holidays, and, to be frank, we do find that nights are a little spooky. Draughty, too. But waking up here in the mornings we are charmed by the glorious view of undulating Herefordshire countryside. We can almost see Wales. And being on top of a hill, the children find it very good for flying kites. Parking the car is tricky as there’s no garage and the surrounding land drops away fairly steeply and encourages parked cars to slide downhill during the night. . .
For the benefit of those who are either unfamiliar with the English countryside or who fail to understand English humour, I should explain that everything I’ve said so far is rubbish. Trash – apart from the fact that the ruins of the 11th-century Wigmore Castle do remain and that Wales is, indeed, only a few miles away. You can visit the castle. And yes, you can park very easily indeed. You’ll find a slightly more detailed account of the place if you go to the Home page and click on ‘Wigmore Castle’. And for even more information have a look here and you will see that English Heritage provides directions for getting there and and tells you what you’ll find when you arrive. English Heritage have been caring for the site for many years and enabliing visitors to walk to the top with no difficulty at all.
Whether or not our family has a place in the Wigmore records, and whether or not it is fanciful of us to imagine our our distant ancestors actually living within these enormous stone walls I have no idea, but it’s nice to think it has.
Welcome to our castle. Please wipe your feet on the mat.