Holiday: Wednesday (Cragside)
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Cato: Today was full of hills and sniffs and rhodododododendron mazes, and waiting for people, and Mum sleeping a lot. 
It was another long trip in the car, which I don't really like, but it was worth it! We got to somewhere called Cragside https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/cragside, and went around the road on the estate. It is miles and miles and miles long, and has woods and lakes and benches, and stuff. It was all builded by this important man who liked water and got sunken b*ths and central heating and stuff in his house. He even invited the King and Queen to stay and he had electric and b*ths in his house before they had it in theirs! No one made us b*th so that was OK.
First we went for a walk in a maze. It is on this map, just to the left of the lakes. We parked in Nelly's Moss parcark.
https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/documents/maps/1431729756412-cragside.pdf
This is the entrance:
It was awesomely sniffy. There were tunnels and burrows all over running off through the rhododododo thingies. Cos of the badgers and bears and foxes and beasties. Mum wants to come back when the boring green stuff is all in flower.
There were sculptury thing too. Tara climbed on the lump behind Gandalf's knees. Of course.
And this is something called a Throne.
Me and Dad and Tara climbed up to have a proper sniff. Mum didn't. She stayed down with the camera, cos she says her knees are wearing out, and we need to make them last the whole holiday.
Tara got on the throne, of course. This is her imperious pwincess look. Very silly, isn't it? She doesn't realise she has a pine needle stuck to her moustache.
This is me, wondering how I am going to get down again. But it was OK. Dad lifted me.
Mum says we got labyrinthitis, and got lost a bit. Though Dad was loster than us, cos we could sniff. And there was mud too.
Actually there was lots of mud. Several places Mum and Dad had to clamber round the edges pulling on the branches to stop them falling in. We just walked across. It was weird mud. Mum said it was leaf litter not read earth-mud.
Look! Dad found the exit! It was right at the top of a hill, which is why Mum was so far behind.
And we were in the maze for so long that Mum had to have an Outside Widdle, which was interesting! Some people came round the corner just after she had finished, which Mum and Dad thought was very funny. But I don't understand what is so funny about someone watching a widdle. Do you?
This is us taking the road back.
and Tara found a mountain, and we stopped for water and Truffle Hound Treats cos it was a long walk. Mum says that if we lived near here we could have a different walk every day for a month in all the different trails and paths and stuff. I wish we lived here.
This is another maze exit that we never found
And this is when we got back near the car park. It is something called bedrock
Then we got back in the car and went to the Cragside house and garden bit. We parked and Dad went off somewhere and we had to wait. So we sat here and waited till he came back and said we could all go in for tea and treats in the courtyard.
This is Tara waiting
Mum say you will like this bench. Tara did too. They were all over the place. Mum says they are special, and Edwardian. And no one makes benches like this any more, all Art Nouveau and posh.
So we went off around the gardens with Dad. While Mum went into the boring house. She has some pics, but not many, cos it was dark and they wouldn't let her Flash, cos it would kill the curtains. Or something.
That is tiles on the walls. All the corrydoors in the house had those tiles on the walls. Mum says there were 1000s of them. All shiny and clean and special.
This is the kitchen
and the butlers pantry. Mum's Dad's Grandfather was a butler. But not here.
This is the view from the front of the house. Tara and Me and Dad crossed both those bridges and climbed up through the sniffy rockery and I widdled in several places. My widdle is still there, you know. For ever. Saying 'Cato woz here.'
This is the front door.
We sat down beside that man with the metal legs and the black paw. They were both nice. He walked very well on his metal legs.
Mum says you need at least one flower pic.
Then we went back to our holiday den and went to bed. Well, Mum and me and Tara all piled on the big bed and had a lovely snooze. Dad stayed up and tried to stream a film. But it didn't work, and the wifi went funny. So that is why we didn't write this blog til we got home. Cos the pics wouldn't upload. Wotever that means!
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