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Although this little girl is not a relation of mine. We do have a connection. Oatlands Park is where I stay every time I go to England. I just made my reservations for January. Now whenever I am there I will have a real sense of history. A little girl named Annie once roamed the same halls where I will be walking 130 years later. I know I am kind of a geek, but to me it makes the whole experience more meaningful.
Oatlands Park was originally a castle built by Henry VIII for his wife, Anne of Cleves, who never lived in the place. I think we are talking 1538. Eventually it became a royal hunting lodge. Various mansions were erected and knocked down over the years until 1856 when it became a hotel. The first time we stayed there we got the most spectacular room 40' x 40' with 20' ceilings. The bathroom was all white marble. There was a canopy bed, the kind you have to climb onto with a step stool and with drapes to draw shut. I have no idea how we ended up with that room as we were just paying a normal rate, but I really felt like I was in a Jane Austen novel that week.
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