It has been a fantastic week to introduce us to Sheffield and some of the countryside around, but I think everyone was looking forward to the weekend for a night out and more crucially a sleep in. Night life in Sheffield on a Friday night was great, busy, vibrant and no one letting the rain or cold tell them that it isn’t actually Summer. One noticeable difference being that to get dinner anywhere after eight was a challenge, I take it for granted coming from Melbourne that you can get a meal well into the night. Of course to compensate for not being able to get dinner past half six, you can of course just continue to sample the local ale. Perhaps by my second week I can move on from only being able to finish a half.
Our visit to Chatsworth House was wonderful and was everything I would have expected of an old country house. The house and the surrounding gardens were glorious. The details in the guest bedrooms were really interesting and to be a guest in such a house would be incredible. Though it is generous to allow people to traipse through the house and have the opportunity to admire their extensive art collection and furnishings, I would have loved to be able to see where the staff that worked in the house would have lived, and the real guts of the house like the kitchen. I would like to link this to my love of history, but in all honesty I have probably just watched too many period dramas. Continuing this thought there was a small part of me that was disappointed that Mr. Darcy didn’t come riding over the hilltops to rescue me from the rain…hmm.
- Stephanie Chiswell (Bachelor of Arts, Sociology and History)