With us running out of places to go towards the end of the summer holidays, we booked a visit to Fountains Abbey (somewhere I'd been to professionally a few times in a previous job, but not really visited for pleasure).
Shame though that the weather was pretty appalling, but then with somewhere this busy, and having to book a week in advance, there wasn't a lot we could do about it.
Having got utterly drenched on the walk down from the entrance (passing, naturally, the non-Socially Distancing upper-middle-class people these venues seem to attract, much like our earlier visit to Bolton Abbey), we headed undercover.
Makes a nice spot for a picnic.
Cursed lens-flare, looks like something out of a JJ Abrams-directed film...
Nice vaulted cieling.
After we'd eaten, we decided the weather wasn't getting any better so we might as well continue sight-seeing.
Shame about the white sky.
We ended up bailing early, which was a shame, but after three hours we were so drenched it had stopped being fun. Maybe we'll make a return on a crisp winters day...
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