After staying in London for two weeks and looking for a job and a flat without much luck, I decided to head to my parents house in Devon - see them, save a little on accommodation, and spend quiet country evenings looking online for a flat and sending out resumes and portfolios.
But of course, I couldn't do that every day, especially when the weather was, well, not amazing, but definitely not too shabby!
So, one day Mum suggested we head to Cotehele, a National Trust property. I'd been to a few before, and I'm not going to deny it, I love old houses. I love them because they are beautiful, have stories, have history and have a soul. Take Cotehele - the house has been around since the 15th century, if not earlier. Imagine all the things it has seen in its time standing gracefully in Cornwall!
