The Dowager Duchess of Devonshire, or Debo as her friends call her, has a saying about those who take up posts at Chatsworth. They stay "a fortnight or forever".
Her insight that makes my skin prickle as we, having fallen into the former camp, are now preparing to leave.
England's foremost stately home is amazing not least because of it's size and splendour but also because of it's democratic friendliness. It throws wide it's arms and welcomes all young and old, human, canine, equestrian and seems genuinely thrilled that so many do indeed enter it's gates.
Today we went for a final walk in the gardens, they are incredible. Kept by a comparatively small team there is something astounding at almost every turn whether an interesting planting combination - pampas grass, monkey puzzle trees and variagated holly in one stunning area - or an outlandish sculpture.
The Duke and Duchess have been wonderful employers too. They are thoroughly interested in the commercial side of the estate and it's employees and their generous enthusiasm has made it a lovely place to be associated with.
I will relinquish my estate pass with great sadness and look forward to visits in the future, queuing up to get in with so many eager to experience this great place.
