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None of us could believe it when we woke up and realised this was our last day together. Where had the week gone? During the organising of the retreat week day six had been planned as a free day for everyone to do anything they wished to. During the past few days some had voiced their wish to visit a garden, so with blue skies and sun as our companion four of us set off to visit Erddig House & Gardens, a short drive away from the hotel. We were not disappointed as the gardens were full of blooming colour, the house held many surprises and we were transported back in time. We could easily have been on the set of Downton Abbey, as the layout of the rooms and the contents within reminded us of a bygone era. We even managed to match the knitting to a plant purchased.

On returning to the hotel we found the rest of the group relaxing. Some had been on long walks, whilst others had spent the day chilling and knitting.

After last minute adjustments to our projects and another yummy meal it was time to finish off the week with a show and tell. Everyone talked about their experiences during the week, sharing the stories behind everyones work was interesting and fascinating, a lot of thought had clearly gone into the work.

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Certificates and badges were presented to each and everyone, a final drink at the bar and then, after one final night listening to the gushing of the Horseshoe Falls, everyone was on their way home. Another great week had ended. However, addresses and phone numbers were exchanged and plans for meeting up in Schwabsburg/Germany in June have been made.

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Before I knew it I was back at home sitting in my garden with my crochet, already thinking about the programme for next year. The decision had been made that next year the retreat will take place somewhere in mainland Europe, so watch this space!

Enjoy! X.

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  • Loved reading your daily posts about this wonderful week! Fab photos too (as always). Much love, Marianne xx