Evening calm....

When we arrived at Chatsworth House at lunchtime it was a seething hubbub, and there was scarcely anywhere to park the car. We were late starting as we had to go to Sheffield first, so that Chris could pick up the keys to his new house, a sweet little terraced property in Ranmoor.

By the time we'd finished surveying our first thirty trees at about 7pm, everyone had disappeared and we were able to appreciate the idyllic setting. I stopped on the bridge to capture the peace of the river before we headed off to the local pub for well deserved refreshment and sustenance.