Friday, 2 June 2017

Gulliver’s Milton Keynes Club Site, Buckinghamshire




This morning we left Milton Keynes heading into Bedfordshire with a short list of three or four attractions to visit;  one never knows how much of one’s time or interest is to be held by any one place. As it happened, English Heritage’s Wrest Park kept us occupied for most of the day or at least to the point we had little time and energy to do anything more, apart from calling into the superstore at Kingston on the way home for diesel and restocking the pantry and fridge.

Wrest Park is a country estate on the edge of Silsoe, a charming village which is most likely all part of the estate providing on-going income. The Grade I listed house, an extremely elegantly styled mansion and the surrounding gardens, similarly graded, make for a fabulous family day out. The half-term holiday is still here, hence the hundreds of children about today enjoying the expansive lawns and woods, just as we did.

The de Greys occupied  the Wrest Estate for over six hundred years and each generation left their mark. The family reached its greatest prominence when Edward IV made Edmund Grey his Lord Treasurer in 1463 and then Earl of Kent in 1465. More than two hundred years later the formal gardens and the canal known as the Long Water were created by Amabel Benn, together with her son, Anthony, the 11th Earl and his wife Mary.

The existing house was built in the 1830s, designed by its owner, Thomas de Grey, 2nd Earl de Grey, an amateur architect and the first president of the Royal Institute of British Architects, who was inspired by buildings seen in Paris. At the time of construction, following the Napoleonic Wars, French design was not in vogue, but de Grey was not to be swayed by “fashion” and for that we can be thankful.

The grounds had been remodelled back in the second half of the 18th century when Capability Brown’s services were engaged. Fortunately for all concerned, few of his plans were realised; the owners respected the legacy of their ancestor’s efforts.

Over the years there were money woes, and lead statues were melted down and new structures were erected using recycled bits and pieces, but finally after the property had been passed down through the generations, often sideways, to siblings, cousins or nephews and the aristocratic titles watered down, the last recipient, Nan Herbert, was responsible for setting up and running the hospital in the house during the first years of World War I.

But in 1917 the house was sold to a private buyer, after which it fell into  decline. From 1948 it was home to the National Institute of Agricultural Engineering, later the Silsoe Research Institute. When the institute closed in 2006, English Heritage took over the house, undertaking a twenty year project to restore the gardens to their pre-1917 state.

Much of the buildings on the property are occupied by light industry and commercial enterprise, bringing in a steady income for English Heritage. There is another income stream from offering the property as a wedding venue; last year there were thirty ceremonies and receptions held here, today there was yet another  which is why the State rooms were closed at 11am, and the Orangerie all day. Like all similar properties opened to the public, there is plenty going on to draw the public and I was led to believe today that this property manages to be self-supportive plus contribute to the running cost of others spread across the East of England. 

We arrived soon after opening time and were warned of the partial closures, so set off at once to the State Rooms, and were duly greatly impressed by the grandeur, even though they are unfurnished. The weather forecast also warned of heavy rain and thunderstorms early in the afternoon, so we then set off with audio guides on a tour of the ninety acres of garden.

After lunch we returned to the exhibition laid out in the open rooms in the ground floor of the house and then meandered through the rose and other more formal gardens. The rain was still to arrive; we had been lucky and set off back home before our luck changed.




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