the keep in the middle of cardiff castle.
i did both cardiff castle and castle coch today, both belonging to the relatively eccentric bute marquis, who was Scottish, obsessed with historical recreations, and decided he’d like to have a few restored medieval castles. cardiff castle was a bit on the tacky side, if you ask me.
coch, however, was a fairytale castle. round. and sort of sticking up out the trees. this is what it looked like from the front:
this is a crappy photograph of a sort of overhead view:
the insides of both castles were designed by the same bloke (who’s name i can’t remember). he was into elaborte ceilings. the drawing room in castle coch – a sort of garden of eden thingy – was my favourite. but mostly there was a lot of stairs at castle coch:
and the world’s smallest toilet. a tiny internal room with no windows. i took no photos. that seemed obsessive.
castle coch was in the village tongwylnas . that’s a totally fun welsh name to say.