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fortunewindows1 · 7 months

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Exploring The Different Window Styles For Your Home

Windows aren’t just see-through glass frames mounted on a wall. A well-chosen window may transform a plain room into a bright and airy environment. On top of that, there are a plethora of options available, including materials, colours, designs, forms, and sizes, as well as the newest technological breakthroughs that may help create comfortable and aesthetically beautiful environments.

These window kinds form a bay-like space by projecting outwards from a wall or a room. Three angled holes with fixed picture window panes in the middle make up the overall construction. The other two windows are usually small and swing open freely. For large rooms with high ceilings, bay windows are preferred.

Sliding Windows:

Sliding windows, also known as Yorkshire sash windows, are made out of interlocking frames that can slide open to either side on a horizontal frame that is fixed. They are effectively double hung for easy access, and the framed glass allows extra light and air within. Sliding windows are typically found in modern or contemporary homes and are composed of aluminum or UPVC.

People prefer sliding windows because they are:

• Easy to use

• Energy efficient

• Flexible with space

• Aesthetically pleasing

• Casement windows

Such windows feature a case-like frame with its sash(es) hinged on one side to allow them to swing open like a door, as the name implies. For tall and narrow window openings, they’re a popular choice. When choosing casement windows, make sure the frames are thoroughly strengthened with reinforcing bars for added strength.

People prefer sliding windows because they are,

• Easy to use

• Allow wide-open ventilation

• Come in a variety of materials

Bay Windows:

People prefer sliding windows because they are:

• Extra space

• Better view

• More light and air

Tilt and Turn Windows:

These windows open inwards to provide ventilation while also shielding the interior from rain. Tilt and turn windows have a similar overall structure to casement windows, with the exception that the sash is hinged at the button rather than the sides. These windows are ideal for rooms that require some ventilation while being protected from the elements

People prefer sliding windows because they are:

• Security

• Ventilation

• Better View

Combination Windows:

It is a combination of casement, fixed, sliding, or swing open windows in a single frame, as the name implies. This mix, however, can be changed according to your preferences and usage. Combination windows give your living room, bedroom, or dining room a distinctive and fashionable touch by allowing you to enjoy a beautiful outside view while still making the most of the area.

People prefer sliding windows because they are:

• Durable

• Economical

• Easy to Maintain

Fixed Windows:

Fixed windows, as their name suggests, do not open and are simply considered as glass walls that allow you to enjoy a good outside view from your room while catching those early morning sun rays. They’re also known as picture windows, and they’re typically used in rooms with a lovely backyard view that you want to enjoy while keeping out the weather and assuring complete They’re also known as picture windows, and they’re typically used in rooms with a lovely backyard view that you want to enjoy while keeping out the weather and assuring complete security.

People prefer sliding windows because they are:

• Secure

• Economical

• Energy Efficient

• Un Interruted View

Single and Double-Hung Windows:

One pane of a single-hung window is fixed, while the other tilts open or slides up and down. Double-hung windows, on the other hand, have both panes movable in your desired style. Single-hung windows can have a geo shape option built into the top sash, which adds to the overall aesthetic appeal.

People prefer sliding windows because they are:

• Flexible In Design

• Low Maintenance

• Easy to Fit Any Space

The purpose, location, and budget all play a role in deciding whether or not to install or upgrade the windows in your home. However, it is recommended that you also consider the window material, which in the current context mostly consists of aluminum and UPVC. These elements will work together to help you make an informed selection.

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kingfisherwindow · 10 months

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Elevate your Bradford home with our elegant and efficient supply only uPVC sliding sash windows from Kingfisher Windows. Our range combines traditional aesthetics with modern functionality, offering style, durability, and energy efficiency. Discover our UPVC sliding sash windows, meticulously designed to bring a touch of timeless elegance and practicality to your Bradford residence.

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quick-slide · 2 years

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Based in Brighouse, West Yorkshire, we are expert manufacturers and suppliers of award-winning sliding sash windows that perfectly harmonise old with new. Working with a national network of trade partners, Quickslide are the go-to name for vertical sliders. Read more about our sliding sash windows below or request a price today.

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real-jane · 3 years

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Stupidity or Serendipity? - chapter 5, spilled

[draco malfoy x hermione granger]

summary: the daily prophet catches wind of the budding relationship, and draco’s true reason for being in london comes to light.

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Hermione awoke to a tap of tiny talons on her bedroom window. A sleek, white owl sat on the sill just outside the antique glass with a scroll tied to its leg and a small basket clasped in its beak. Hermione blearily stumbled to the window and opened the sash. The owl allowed her to take its basket. She offered it a treat in exchange for the scroll, an apricot dandie, which was the favorite of her absent-minded owl, Demetrius. This owl was so elegant, it gave her a complex. Hermione unrolled the scroll while the beautiful owl ate its treat.

Granger,

Sue me--I can’t help myself. Here’s a spot of breakfast for you, as well as a pair of deliciously soft socks knitted by my house elf (Ermina, she is well compensated and practically raised me, don’t get your knickers in a twist), and a coin that will warm when I’m thinking of you. If you pick it up now, I imagine it will be warm already. Enjoy your day.

I miss you. I’m pathetic. I can’t help it.

Please let me know when we can go tree shopping--I will go at midnight, tonight, I don’t care. I will free up my time for you.

--The Ferret

Hermione cupped her cheeks as they turned warm. Good gods… how was she going to get through the day?

Yes--she had immensely enjoyed the last few days, more than she ever could have dreamed … but it still felt like one! Hermione couldn’t fathom how they had come together by such random happenstance and arrived here--sending and receiving tokens of affection. Bearing distance. Sending tokens. Three days , she thought. Three days and she was barmy for a man who found her entertaining and liked all the same things… shouldn’t she be elated to receive such attention?

Instead, she felt… undeserving? No… just uninteresting. Who would find her weird habits at all alluring? A bookworm homebody with no career and an ancient, molting cat. Crookshanks mewed in such a manner from his padded throne in the corner as to sound murderous.

Still, she unwrapped the ties from the basket and opened one flap. Ermina had outdone herself in terms of the socks (they were green and black cashmere, surely made from butter and clouds), and Draco had assembled a lovely breakfast--hard boiled eggs, toast, berries and jam, and yorkshire pudding, all charmed within their wrappings to remain warm. He had even enclosed them on Malfoy china--that is, white porcelain with green scrollwork, not unlike a celtic knot pattern, which was so decidedly Malfoy as to be unmistakable. It did not look like it came from the Manor. Hermione then wondered if Draco traveled with his own china. She wouldn’t put it past him! Perhaps the breakfast itself was repackaged room service from the Waldorf. Either way, it was thoughtful and… sweet.

She thought better of sending a reply; if Draco really did like her so much… he could wait for a reply. If for no other reason than that she didn’t know what to say, and perhaps having to wait would increase his delight at hearing from her again.

Instead, she dropped the coin in the pocket of her robe (it was indeed warm already) and took small pleasure in the heat of the coin against her skin. By the time she departed for her destination, it would be secured in the back pocket of her trousers. The cashmere socks were like a hug for her feet.

When Hermione arrived at The Burrow that morning, quite satiated by a Malfoy breakfast, she was thrust into the task of wrapping every single small gift that would be stuffed within the stockings of every person in attendance on Christmas Eve. Everything from decks of cards and small dice to balls of yarn and books were fair game. Molly Weasley was out with her husband shopping in Hogsmeade, while Ginny and Harry took charge of the wrapping and pie-baking.

Hermione loved that house; floors stacked upon one another, given to winding staircases and drafty rooms with the most delightful whine through the gutters when the wind blew in from the South. The Burrow was like home, but it was never to be her destined family home… no matter how much the Weasley’s still held her relationship with Ron over her head. Nevermind that they had broken up eight years prior--she had still attended Christmas every year and neither one of them had ever come with a companion. It was an unspoken agreement. They were mature enough to be in the same room, at least.

Which is why Hermione found herself panicking--why had she invited Draco to come, again? Besides being desperate to spend more time in his company. She knew that the Weasley’s would have a hard time accepting him, but… no more than stuffy Slytherins, right? Surely they had all endured enough during the war to see a redemption, and Draco Malfoy had gone above and beyond to fight for the right cause.

So. It would be fine. Wouldn’t it?

“What would your family do if I brought a date tomorrow?” Hermione asked softly, cutting a small square of paper to fit the shape of a toy broom, which rested beside a host of small gifts on the Weasley family kitchen table. Ginny turned towards her slowly with the largest grin on her face, hands covered in flour.

“Are you seeing someone?” Ginny asked, throwing her arms around Hermione’s neck and showering her in pastry. “I have been waiting for this day!” She giggled with such delight--Hermione was getting dizzy from being forcibly jumped up and down.

Hermione tapped on Ginny’s shoulder. “Okay, okay! You’re going to strangle me!” she breathed. Ginny let go enough to study her face.

“You are , aren’t you?”

“It’s very new,” Hermione admitted. Ginny squealed and clapped her hands together, releasing a cloud of particulates into the air.

“What’s going on in there?” Harry called from the den. Hermione covered Ginny’s mouth.

“I stabbed Ginny accidentally with the scissors!” Hermione replied, making it very clear to Ginny that she was not to say a word to her husband. She shook her head desperately and Ginny rolled her eyes. She pulled Hermione’s hand from her mouth.

“You know how I laugh when I’m in pain, darling!” Ginny called back to Harry. Hermione pushed her backwards towards the sink and pinned her in the corner with a pointed finger. “Okay! I won’t tell him!” Ginny conceded.

“I don’t even know if it’s a good idea to bring this… person,” Hermione whispered. Ginny swooned. “Calm down, will you?” Ginny clasped her hands over her mouth and made the sign of locking her lips with an invisible key.

“Who is it?” Ginny asked. “Bonus points if it’s not one of my brothers.”

“No,” Hermione asserted. “No Weasleys are involved.”

“Thank the gods. Witch or Wizard? Or muggle? Terrance, again?” Ginny asked, though she cringed at the mention of Terrance. Ginny had tolerated Terrance but thought him much too serious for Hermione. He didn’t like holding her hand in public. He ate herring for breakfast. He had a collection of blue cardigans. Insufferable, and absolutely unable to fathom the existence of magic.

“Wizard,” Hermione admitted. “Oh, I am already regretting telling you this…” Hermione sat down on the bench beside the kitchen table and put her head in her hands.

Ginny sat beside her. “Can I guess?” she asked.

“You can try,” Hermione said.

“Your age or older?”

“Why not younger?” Hermione asked.

Ginny scoffed. “Please, you’d never date a man you’d have to mother. That’s not a kink for you.”

“Touche,” Hermione said. “My age.”

“Gryffindor?”

“No.”

Ginny popped up off the bench and punched the air with her fists. “Haha! This is amazing.” She did a little dance and pushed herself up to sit on the counter, directly across from Hermione… who was very much on the verge of death by mortification. “What house, then?”

Hermione sighed. “If you guess right, I’ll confirm--”

“Slytherin.”

Hermione scratched the side of her nose and coughed. “Maybe.”

“Delicious!” Ginny said. “I’m assuming he or she’s successful, of course someone who defected… can’t be Malfoy, he’s been engaged to Parkinson forever , and you’d punch him right in the face if you ever saw him again.” She sighed. “This is difficult, ‘Mione! It’s not Blaise, is it?”

“No,” Hermione laughed. Thank Merlin Ginny didn’t seem to pay attention to the tabloids… now that Hermione was thinking about it, had she ever read a report about Draco breaking up with Pansy? She couldn’t think of a single article… the only reason she knew was because she had asked . Hermione had a bad feeling.

“Thank god,” Ginny said. “I had a sexy dream about Blaise after he started playing for the Cannons and I don’t think I could ever look him in the eye.” She shuddered in a way that made Hermione very glad to never have met Blaise out in the world. “Besides, I don’t think quidditch players are your type.”

“I much prefer intellectuals,” Hermione said. And former quidditch players, specifically blond-haired seekers. She took a particular kind of glee watching the gears in Ginny’s head turn but no solid answer coming to her. Ginny sighed.

“I give up,” Ginny said. “Do you think I would like this person?”

“Well,” Hermione coughed. “I do. So.”

“That’s not a ‘yes’.”

“It’s not a ‘no’ either… I just… happen to know that this person has reservations about being at someone else’s family gathering, and… I don’t think Ron would stand for it, in this case.”

“Ronald has trouble with you dating anyone , ‘Mione.”

“Yes, but… in this case…” Hermione rubbed her cheeks. “I don’t want to ruin Christmas, but he really deserves to have a nice holiday and… I don’t want to spend my holiday away from you all… and I’m probably making a bigger deal about this than I should. Maybe I just shouldn’t come at all.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Ginny said gently, wrapping her arms around Hermione. “We will learn to love whomever you choose to love. You have to know that.”

Hermione breathed out slowly. “I do. I just… I know.”

Ginny kissed her cheek and left the topic alone. She could see when her dearest friend was distraught and there was a line between teasing and torture. Still… Hermione barely knew Draco Malfoy, the man whom had sent her breakfast this very morning. But she liked him. Oh… did she ever.

Could he participate in this event without discomfort? Hermione thought through it. Being accepted at the door by Molly… with… an uncomfortable handshake. Or… Draco would kiss her hand? Or hug her. No, he’d hug Hermione to his side and try to be inoffensive. And then dinner. Sitting beside Hermione, across from Ginny and Harry, at the end where they could make a break for it in the event of an outburst from Ronald. But then… the Christmas present exchange. Upwards of three hours of present opening! And not a present of his own to open! Hermione sighed.

It would not do at all. Surely he would see that.

“Hermione. Jean. Granger,” Harry said evenly, from the other room. “What in Godric Gryffindor’s name is this?”

“What’s what?” Hermione said. She was mid-way through wrapping a plasticine tiara for the smallest of Bill and Fleur’s brood.

Harry appeared in the doorway to the kitchen looking like he had been slapped. He held up a newspaper and opened it with a flourish so she could see the front page... Which was, quite artfully, displaying an array of images depicting the back of her head… as she snogged the life out of Draco Malfoy, heir of Slytherin, and ‘Betrothed of Pansy Parkinson’ in the doorway of an unassuming launderette, with the phrase “FAIRYTALE OR FARCE?” splashed over their heads.

Ginny snatched the paper out of her husband’s hands and Hermione slowly lay back on the bench, hands over her face. She let out a low, long groan, which was the sound of her soul leaving her body.

“Oh my gods! Oh, my sweet Slytherin gods!” Ginny screamed. “You look hot, Hermione!”

“Kill me!” Hermione exclaimed.

“No, this is great!”

“This--” Hermione gestured to the paper, “--could not be worse for our tenuous connection!”

“Doesn’t look tenuous,” Ginny growled, turning the paper sideways.

“Shut up!”

Harry sat down beside Hermione and patted her knees. “Hermione. Be honest. Are you… seeing M-Malfoy?” he stuttered.

Hermione sat up. “Yes,” she said plainly, pointing to the paper in Ginny’s hands. “Obviously, Harry.”

Harry shut his eyes. “Ron is going to lay an egg.”

“Maybe he doesn’t read the paper.”

“Everyone else does,” Ginny snorted. “Lavender certainly does.”

“What’s she got to do with this?” Hermione asked, looking between Harry and Ginny.

“You know he’s bringing her to Christmas,” Harry said.

Hermione’s look darkened. “I did not.”

“I’m going to clobber him!” Harry said. “He was supposed to tell you, Hermione, I swear.”

“Well then!” Hermione said, standing. She ripped the paper out of Ginny’s hands and looked the article over. “If Draco decides he wants to come--which he has not confirmed or denied--then Ronald can find out when we show up! As for the rest of the world…” She stopped, seeing the way Draco smiled against her lips in the photo on endless loop. “I’m glad they know. I’m not ashamed! He is… so different,” she insisted. “And why should I care that the… first time… we ever kissed is being witnessed by every witch or wizard with vision keen enough to see their Prophets this morning? Why should that bother me? Because it doesn’t. Because... Because!”

Hermione stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room, where she settled herself on the window seat behind a wall made of scandalous pages. She scoured the article (which was written by none other than Rita Skeeter herself), which read thus:

FAIRYTALE OR FARCE?

What a to-do, dear readers! Just this evening, the silver Snake of Slytherin himself was seen entering the snug at the Leaky Cauldron with a mysterious witch, who turned out to be none other than the Golden Girl herself--Hermione Granger!

What appeared to be just a friendly, private tea turned out to be a hidden snogging session in the secret passages of a muggle London alleyway. The kisses went on and on so long that our reporter could not be certain just how long--except that they disapparated together from that spot (pictured).

No comment yet from the Parkinson camp, but we can expect that Pansy will not be pleased to see her fiance in the arms of another woman--and a Ministry darling at that!

Is it love? Have the walls of the Great War finally been demolished by a kiss? Only time will tell for certain. All we can say is that the images of their connection have stirred our interest! Stay tuned for what we hope will be exclusive news of the Wizarding world’s newest, brightest power couple!

Hermione scowled. “How dare that poisonous witch,” she muttered. Then, she realized… Draco was staying at The Waldorf. Despite the fact that he had access to his own owl, he wouldn’t be receiving a Prophet delivery, by nature of their rules against delivering to muggle places of business. He would have no idea that they were featured prominently on the cover.

But what did Skeeter mean by mentioning Pansy Parkinson? Were they not broken off? Had Draco broken it off, or Pansy? And why hadn't they made a statement to the media, given just how public their original engagement was?

She just… had to tell him. In person. They had to talk about Pansy. In case it influenced his decision for Christmas.

Hermione folded the paper inside-out so the photos were hidden, in case she wound up somewhere muggles could see. She grabbed a handful of floo powder and stepped into the fireplace.

“Hermione? Are you alright?” Ginny called from the kitchen.

“See you tomorrow!” Hermione replied. She threw the floo powder down and the flames turned green. She wasn’t certain it would work, but it was worth a try. “Draco Malfoy’s room, The Waldorf Hotel!” she exclaimed.

A moment later, she was projected out into a crisp, white room with a jolt. She caught herself on an armchair and the hand of the Slytherin prince himself, who was sat in that very chair with a book and a cup of tea. She blushed and hastily produced the Prophet, before sitting on the carpet cross-legged.

“Hello, little soot fae,” he said fondly, though he was obviously surprised to see her. “What have you brought me, eh?” He unfurled the paper that she had provided. “Good lord,” he breathed, coughing into his hand. Hermione covered her face and laid back on the carpet.

“Is it awful?” she asked softly.

“Awful? Why… no,” he said, chuckling. Hermione peered up at him through her fingers. He was blushing, but he was also filled with some sort of odd… joy. “I think it’s a very accurate representation of what occurred in the moment, which I did not and do not , in any way, regret.” Draco held a hand out to her and she grasped it readily. He pulled her up to him. “Were you afraid I would be embarrassed?” he asked, cupping her cheeks. Hermione nodded.

“How could you not be?”

“Are you serious?” he asked incredulously. “Hermione, do you not see how much I like you? Supposing that you’ve still got the coin… do you not feel it?”

The little golden coin warmed once again in her back pocket as he mentioned it. Hermione closed her eyes and breathed out. She buried herself in the comfort of his shoulder. “But now everyone in the entire world knows. It doesn’t just belong to… us.” Draco hugged her.

“I admit that it I have been… knocked on my arse by our connection,” he said,” both literally and figuratively.” Hermione laughed. “And I would never have sought out a front page advertisement of that revelation,” he said, urging her to sit up so he could look at her. “But as it is… and as it appears in these pictures… I do not mind it at all.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb.

"Draco... why does Rita Skeeter mention Pansy?" she asked softly. "Haven't you been broken up for six months?"

He sighed. "Yes. Firmly parted, though it took a few months for Pansy to finally give up," he admitted. "I'm sorry that my past was dragged up in the article."

"But it's not past, is it? You just bought back the fake ring, and the Prophet seems to think you're still engaged--"

"If you must know," he said, sitting her on his knee, "it was a condition of our families' contract that we keep our arrangement out of the press... regardless of whether or not the marriage takes place. And what's more... as I was the one who broke the engagement, I have been made to suffer the consequences."

"Which are?" Hermione peeped. Draco looked down and smoothed the fabric of her trousers.

"The Manor belongs to the Parkinson's now, by right, and I... do not have a home, other than my office in Oxford," he said plainly, "which I have not seen in many months. I am compelled to remain within muggle London, and stay out of wizarding London for a period of five years, or until such time as Pansy or myself marries another. I've had to transfer to working remotely from this suite. I am in London because I have to be." He laughed sadly. "I have been idling away in the city for six months, dreaming of Mallorca. I think I've been to the British museum thirty times. I can only go into The Leaky Cauldron because Pansy won't go there, so it was her one concession. Never sign a prenuptial agreement, Granger. Especially if you don't love the bride to begin with."

Hermione couldn’t help but incline her head up to kiss him. Draco kept it short and sweet, but he kissed her forehead. “So, I unfortunately, physically, cannot attend Christmas Eve at the Weasels, no matter how much I wish to spend time with you.”

“Oh bollocks,” she said. "I'm so sorry Draco."

"C'est la vie," he said. "At least it meant I ran into you."

“It will be torture without you tomorrow, especially now.

“I understand the feeling,” he shrugged. “Meantime… enough of my pity party. What are you doing the rest of today? Back to the Weasley den?”

She shook her head. “No, definitely not.”

“Well… if you’re up for it, I’d like to make good on my promise to get you a Christmas tree for your apartment. Maybe even decorate it with you. I’ve never had the pleasure, myself.”

Hermione clapped her hands together. “Fortunately for you, I live in muggle London.”

“That is... fantastic news," he grinned.

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The Ship Inn Mere by Richard Walker Via Flickr: 6/13 Old Ship Hotel (formerly 6.1.65 listed as The Ship Inn, Free House) GV II* House, (was a hotel and now converted into apartments). 1711 by Henry Andrews of Woodlands (q.v.), replacing earlier house of C17; some later refenestration and extension. Coursed squared limestone, flush ashlar quoins and dressings; back mainly in rubble, some rendering. roof stone slate to front slope, mainly plain tile to back but with 5 courses stone slate at eaves; wing has concrete double roman tiles. A handsome wide frontage at street line with wide central carriage way; to right the principal rooms and main staircase, and deep wing projecting back from this side. Two storeys and attics, 7 bay symmetrical front; at ground floor are three 24-pane, sashes, then, right of throughway a 24-pane sash, an 8-pane above a disused door with 25-pane top glazed part and a C20 horizontal 15-light. First floor has 7 two-light stone cyma mullioned casements with transome and small-scale leading; numbers 3-6 seem to be careful replacements of originals; there are 5 roof-lights in the plane of the roof. Centrally is a wide through- way with chamfered arch to imposts and pilasters beneath a cyma-moulded string the full width of the front, above the sashes and raised over the arch; chamfered plinth dies to rise in pavement left; two-course stepped stone eaves cornice; two large brick stacks to hipped roof. Back has varied fenestration, including one wood cross-window with some leading. Inside the throughway, left and right are 6-panel doors in eaves moulded architraves and to broken segmental pediments with central base formerly supporting finials. A further panelled door on right side, and a 2-light Yorkshire sash and 3-light glazing bar casements. Interior has in right half, grand dog-leg stair through 2 floors, with heavy handrail, square newels and turned balusters. Ground floor front, right has a fireplace with heavy bolection mould surround and under Jacobean panelling; behind this, in bar, an early C18 bolection mould fire surround under heavy Jacobean overmantel to C20 mantel shelf; central painting of Charles II Some upper rooms with enriched plaster cornices. The external wrought iron sign probably by Kingston Avery in mid C18 is large and of great elaboration. Formerly on main London to West Country route (old A303) now by-passed

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Althorp

Althorp is the Spencer ancestral home located in Northamptonshire, England which is about 75 miles from London. The Spencer family has lived there for more than 500 years and Diana spent her childhood years there. Althorp is now currently the home of Charles Spencer the 9th Earl of Spencer.

Althorp has existed since medieval times as a small hamlet which was originally situated on the southwest side of the property just east of the current West Lodge. By the 15th century the small population had dwindled and eventually all the residences had moved away.

The original home built at Althorp in 1677 was a classic Tudor style red brick building. The current building dates back to 1688 with alterations made in 1788 with Yorkshire stone and four Corinthian pilasters or columns and large sash windows surrounded in stone which were added to the front exterior. It has been said that the stone used for the pilasters was originally intended by Sir Christopher Wren to be used for the construction of St. Paul’s Cathedral in London.

In 1508, John Spencer purchased the Althorp property from the Catesby family with money earned from his sheep business. The land consisted of 300 acres of grassland and another 100 acres of woodland with 40 acres covered with water. Over the next four years, Spencer worked hard and the property was divided into four large sheep pastures.

Sir Robert Spencer, 1st Baron Spencer of Wormleighton

When John Spencer died in 1522, the estate passed to his youngest son, William.

John Spencer, 1st Earl Spencer

William was the Sheriff of Northamptonshire and he owned it until his death in 1532.

John Spencer`s daughter Georgiana Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire

The Hon. John Spencer (1708–1746), his son the 1st Earl Spencer (1734–1783)

Over the next several years the property remained in the Spencer family with ownership passing from father to son. By 1603, Robert Spencer had been made the 1st Baron of Wormleighton and King Charles I had planned a Royal visit to the estate. Althorp was enlarged to accommodate the King and his court, a new drawing room was built and the main hall was enlarged for a grand banquet.

After Robert Spencer’s death in 1627, Althorp went to his son William. Several more years passed and the estate ownership went from father to son.

Henry Spencer, the eldest son of William was rewarded the title of Earl of Sunderland after his Honorable military service, unfortunately he was killed in battle at the age of 23. At the time of his father’s death, his eldest son, Robert, was only two years old. Robert grew into a temperamental young man and subsequently became Lord Chamberlain of the Royal Household in April 1697. During his time as owner and custodian of Althorp, Robert had rebuilt the house and also made many improvements and changes to the grounds.

Robert died in 1702 and his son Charles inherited the estate and held Althorp for twenty years and he greatly expanded the library by adding several hundred volumes of books.

George John, 2nd Earl Spencer

In 1700 Charles brought a higher level of notoriety to the family when he married Anne Churchill, the daughter of John Churchill the first Duke of Marlborough; the marriage brought an important connection between the Spencer and the Churchill families.

Over the next fifty years, Althorp passed through several more generations from father to son to brothers to son again. The rules of British inheritance were very strict regarding property and aristocratic titles, so for this reason the title of Duke of Marlborough came to the Spencer family through their connection with the Churchill family. Also the monetary value of the estate had increased dramatically throughout this period, when John Spencer died in 1746 his son, also named John, received the largest inheritance in England at the time.

George Spencer-Churchill, 6th Duke of Marlborough, DCL (27 December 1793 – 1 July 1857), styled Earl of Sunderland until 1817 and Marquess of Blandford between 1817 and 1840, was a British nobleman, politician, and peer. The great-grandfather of Sir Winston Churchill, he served as Lord-Lieutenant of Oxfordshire between 1842 and 1857.

John, the 7th Earl of Sunderland and 4th Duke of Marlborough,

served as a Member of Parliament representing Warwick from 1756 to 1761. When he turned 21 years old, there was a large ball for 5,000 guests held at Althorp in December 1755 and during the party John secretly married Margaret Poyntz and they waited to announce their marriage until a few days after the party. The good fortune of John continued and in 1761 King George III made him a Baron and he became Viscount Spencer, then in 1765 he became Earl Spencer.

Arms of Sir Winston Churchill as Knight of the Garter, showing the combined Spencer-Churchill shield and crests.

In 1783, upon the death of his father, George Spencer (2nd Earl of Spencer) inherited Althorp and he went onto have a very successful political life. He served as Whig MP for Northampton from 1780 to 1782 and then for Surrey from 1782 to 1783. George was also very interested in Althorp’s library and, through his literary pursuits, turned it into the one of the largest private libraries in Europe.

The Library in 1822

John, the 3rd Earl of Spencer, was able to work through his father’s debts without losing Althorp’s large book collection. He was also to maintain the estate as well as the additional Spencer houses and properties which had become quite extensive. There was Spencer House in London, a home in Wimbledon, a farm in Wiseton and a hunting lodge in Norfolk. John drastically reduced his living expenses and reduced the staff of Althorp by living the majority of the year at the small house in Wiseton.

Lord Spencer, in the robes of a Knight of the Garter

The other Spencer lands and properties were leased or sold and gradually by the time of John’s death in 1845, the Spencer estate was profitable once again. By the time of John Spencer, the 5th Earl of Spencer also known as the Red Earl,

inherited the estate in 1857 it was once again in financial debt. To clear the debt and maintain the estate’s many holdings, the majority of the large book collection was sold to be used in the University of Manchester.

Charles Spencer, 6th Earl Spencer, who owned Althorp from 1910 until his death in 1922

By the time of Albert Spencer, the 7th Earl of Spencer, inherited in 1922 the fortune of the estate was still financially troubled and despite his heightened interest in art, he needed to sell many of Althorp’s paintings and other pieces of artwork to help decrease the debt owed.

After the war, the Althorp estate was opened to the public for tours in 1953 to raise revenue for taxes. Upon the death of his father in 1975, Edward Spencer, the 8th Earl of Spencer, inherited the estate. (Edward served as Equerry to King George VI and later for Queen Elizabeth II)

It was a this time that Edward and his young family of three girls and one boy came to live at Althorp, the youngest daughter was destined to marry Prince Charles the heir to the British throne in 1981 and she became Diana, the Princess of Wales.

Diana and siblings enjoyed their childhood at Althorp despite the fact that their parents had gone through a bitter divorce in 1969 and their mother’s subsequent abandonment when Edward was awarded custody of the children.

By the time of his death in 1992, the Althorp estate was still losing money regardless of the fact that many pieces of antique furnishings were sold. Charles Spencer, the 9th Earl of Spencer

The Spencer family has lived there for more than 500 years and has paid host to various Kings and Queens throughout its long history. In 1603, Robert Spencer held a grand banquet for King Charles I. In 1761, King George III made John Spencer a Viscount and later the first Earl of Spencer. In 1913, King George V and Queen Mary visited the estate and stayed in the room at Althorp that is now known as the Queen Mary bedroom. Edward Spencer, the 8th Earl of Spencer served as Equerry to King George VI and later for Queen Elizabeth II. The current 9th Earl of Spencer is the brother of the late Princess Diana and is the uncle of her children, Prince William and Prince Harry.

and current owner of Althorp, has been able to slowly pay off some of the debt to keep the estate running.

The interior of Althorp features well-appointed rooms with a central grand staircase leading to the upper floor. The rooms are beautifully decorated with furniture, paintings and objects of art including numerous pieces of priceless porcelain. In World War II during the Blitz antique furniture, marble fireplaces and other valuable items from the Spencer House in London were moved to Althorp for safekeeping. Some interesting and unique items included doors from the Spencer House dating back to the 18th century which featured curled “S” (for Spencer) doorknobs.

The Saloon – The Saloon is located adjacent to Wootton Hall and was originally the open inner courtyard of Althorp where carriages would arrive and guests would disembark into the house. In the 1660s, a roof was put over the area and as a result of the courtyard enclosure a beautiful walnut staircase was installed. In the late 1800s, the chandeliers were wired for light and the Saloon became the first room in Althorp to have electricity.

Wootton Hall - The grand entrance area located on the ground floor of Althorp is known as Wootton Hall, the name honors the English equestrian painter John Wootton. The Spencer family commissioned Wootton in 1733 to create several fox hunting paintings that still hang in the entrance hall. The space is beautifully proportioned with ceilings that rise two-stories high. The 18th century plaster floral ceiling by Colen Campbell and the floor is made of black and white Italian marble time laid out in a checkerboard style during the 1910. It has been said that the entrance hall of Althorp was one of the most grand of the Georgian style country homes in England. The acoustics in the Wootton Hall are excellent and for this reason a teenage Diana Spencer (the future Princess of Wales) liked to practice tap dancing in this area of Althorp.

The South Drawing Room – The South Drawing Room is located in the west wing of Althorp. The room retains an elegant Georgian style; the walls are a beautiful shade of blue, there are dark green window curtains, a large gilded framed mirror is positioned between the windows and the room is furnished with peach floral patterned sofas. The stone fireplace was built in 1802 and the plaster ceiling was done in 1865. This room is also known as the Rubens Room because there are four paintings by Peter Paul Rubens hanging on the walls, there are also fifteen Joshua Reynolds portraits.

Located in one of the room’s alcoves is a collection of miniature portraits displayed in a cabinet, take a close look to find one of Admiral Lord Nelson.

The Sutherland Room – The Sutherland Room is located in the east wing of Althorp. When the house was first built centuries ago, it was once customary for the owners to occupy the ground floor to use as bedrooms and the guest bedrooms would be on the upper floor. The room has the original moulding and the fireplace in the room was originally from the Spencer House in London. The current paintings in the room were chosen to honor John “Jack” Spencer, the 3rd Earl of Spencer, and reflect his passion for foxhunting. After the room ceased being used as a bedroom was used as just another reception room in the house. Traditionally, the Sutherland room has been decorated specifically for the children of Althorp on Christmas Day. There would be a fully decorated Christmas tree and mechanical Santas, snowmen and angels would be placed around the room as festive holiday decorations. As a special treat for the children, individual cakes were set out in the room with the names of the children written in icing.

The Picture Gallery – The Picture Gallery is located on the first floor of the west wing at Althorp. The Picture Gallery is most famous for the collection of 60 portraits, 10 of those portraits are Sir Peter Lely paintings of King Charles II ten mistresses that have become known as “The Windsor Beauties”. The 115 feet by 21 feet room is decorated with lovely oak paneling and oak flooring which at one time was painted white, fortunately the paint was removed during a restoration project in 1904.

The Picture Gallery has a wonderful collection of paintings, including Van Dyck painting “War and Peace”, John de Critz portrait of King James I and Mary Beale portrait of Charles II (where he is forever joined with “The Windsor Beauties”) In Tudor times, the room’s dimensions were put good use when during inclement weather the ladies would use the Gallery to promenade (walking as a form of exercise and socialisation) indoors to avoid soiling their dresses in the rain and mud.

The Great Dining Room – The Great Dining Room was part of the east wing extension which was built back in 1877. The relatively small room is said to have gotten inspiration for the red damask silk wall coverings from the much larger and grander ballroom of Buckingham Palace. The two large tapestries cover the oak paneling that was originally from another property of the Spencers owned and it was brought to Althorp specifically for installation in this room

The Marlborough Room – The Marlborough Room is located next to the Sunderland Room and adjacent to the Library. The room is named to honor Sarah Churchill, Duchess of Marlborough. Since the 1900s, the room has been used for large formal dinners, the Victorian rosewood dining table can accommodate up to 42 guests. Previously, the space had been divided into two different rooms, one was used as a reception room and the other was the old billiard room. In the 1950s as part of a restoration project at Althrop, two chimney pieces from Spencer House were installed in the room. The portraits of various Spencer ancestors painted by famed artist such as Thomas Gainsborough, Joshua Reynolds and George Romney are hung in the Marlborough Room.

The Library – The Library is located on the first floor in the west wing of Althorp, it is sometimes referred to as the “Long Library”. When George Spencer (2nd Earl of Spencer) inherited the estate, he was very interested in his literary pursuits and his book collection turned the Althorp library into the one of the largest private libraries in Europe. As George became an old man, his book collecting became an obsession as he attempted to collect every volume published in Britain. Five rooms at Althorp were needed to store the large collection and eventually the rooms were combined into one long 200 feet by 20 feet room, hence the name of “Long Library”. The ceiling of the original library collapsed in 1773, it was replaced and a new floor was also installed. By the time of George’s death in 1834 he was deeply in debt and a major portion of the collection was sold to the University of Manchester. The books seen in the library today on a tour of Althorp were fairly recent acquisitions and the dark and rich coloured spines of the books are beautifully displayed against the off-white painted shelving.

The Oak Bedroom – The Oak Bedroom is located on the first floor to the rear of the west wing at Althorp. The room is beautifully decorated with crimson wallpaper, a polished oak floor and repeated in the room several times is the Spencer “S” most notably on the blue velvet bed cover, above the large bed and near the fireplace. The room was the site of an important event in the history of the Spencer family. On the night of December 20, 1755, during a ball being held in celebration of John Spencer’s 21st birthday, the first Earl of Spencer secretly married Margaret Georgiana in the Oak Bedroom.

The Princess of Wales Bedroom – The Princess of Wales Bedroom, as most people would assume, was not named for Diana but another beloved Princess of Wales. It was Princess Alexandra, the wife of the future King Edward VII who came to visit the 5th Earl of Spencer (the Red Earl) at Althorp in 1863. The room was renovated in 1911 ad retains a distinct Georgian style of decoration. The large and luxurious bed is draped in fabric originally designed during the renovation. Two portraits of note in the room are the painting by Spanish artist Murillo of a young princess and the other is a painting by the School of Leonardo da Vinci of a young lady that bears a striking resemblance to the Mona Lisa.

The Queen Mary Bedroom – The Queen Mary Bedroom is named for Queen Mary, the wife of King George V who visited Althorp in 1913. The centerpiece of the room is the tall bed which is draped in green taffeta and designed in an 18th century style. An item of note in the room are two antique chairs with needlework design and personally created by Albert Spencer, the 7thEarl of Spencer who was the Chairman of the Royal School of Needlework.

To pay for an extensive restoration project to repair the roof and stonework of Althorp, Charles auctioned hundreds of furnishings and other items which had long been in storage.

The Althorp estate included not only the elegant house and adjacent beautiful garden but all the surrounding 13,000 acres property. There are 28 other buildings or structures on the estate grounds including the large building known as the Stable Block. The Althorp Park area of estate is wonderfully landscaped with rows of trees and a large pong with a small island positioned in the middle.

The Round Oval and Diana Memorial – The lake located on the Althorp estate, known as the Round Oval, was constructed in 1868. The Doric-style Temple located south of the Round Oval was original located in the gardens of Admiralty House in London. It was commissioned by George Spencer, the 2nd Earl of Spencer, to celebrate the British naval victory led by Rear-Admiral Horatio Nelson over General Napoleon Bonaparte French forces in the Battle of the Nile in 1798.

The Temple was moved to Althorp in 1926 and after the death of Princess Diana it was rededicated to her memory. The Temple now bears the name of Diana which is inscribed at the top and it contains a large black marble silhouette of the Princess set on white marble and placed in the middle of the Temple. The large medallion is flanked by two large stone tablets, one inscribed with a quote from Diana regarding her charity work and the other is inscribed with Charles Spencer’s speech given at his sister’s funeral in 1997.

After the death of his sister, Diana, in tragic car crash in Paris in 1997 and her burial on a small island on Round Oval Lake at Althorp visitors flocked to the estate to pay tribute.

The Althorp estate covers over 13,000 acres of land in Northampshire. Besides the main house there are 28 other buildings and structures located on the property. The estate is beautifully landscaped first by Henry Holland in the 1780s and then by William Teulon in the late 1800s. After Diana’s death in 1997, when the Memorial was moved to its current site, Dan Pearson was commissioned to upgrade the park and gardens to accommodate the increased number of visitors that would be coming to Althorp. Pearson planted 36 oak trees along the access road to commemorate Diana’s age at the time of her death. Over one hundred white water lilies were added to waters of the Round and one hundred white roses were planted on the island. The story of the famed Spencer Sweet Pea began back in 1901 when the 5th Earl of Spencer’s chief gardener, Silas Cole, cultivated a variety of sweet pea that produced large pink flowers with wavy edged petals which he named the “Countess Spencer”.

This variety of sweet pea has been growing on the Althrop estate now for almost 115 years.

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Some shit that either might be going down or i’m mad. Either way i’m creeped and intrigued at the same time.

Since at least 2013 I’ve been experiencing visitations by an entity known as the hatman.(The hatman is an entity known to cause night terrors and sleep paralysis, To me he appears as a tall man in a cloak and a stetson style hat.

He is blacker than anything it’s like looking at a black hole. he has no features that I can see, just darkness that light cannot seem to penetrate). Most of the visitations consisted of repeated nightmares of the same locations, but where the conversations would be different. It would I would either be in what to me felt like a run down hospital, or an underground carpark, hospital stairwell kind of setting. Or in a dismal academia type of setting. It always felt dreary and uninviting. Like I just had to find my way out of there. Aware somehow, in the back of my mind- that the hat man was watching and waiting to corner me. And when he did, He would talk. I would hear him/feel his words in my head and my bones, But he never physically spoke. I could understand him but it never makes sense and I can never remember what it is he actually said. Its weird. There is this overwhelming sense of dread. Like nothing I’ve ever felt or encountered. Then theres the sleep paralysis.

I ignored itto begin with, As I had- at that moment in time been going through some turmoil in my life (abusive partner, drug addiction)- But he didn’t stop when I left that relationship, and it didn’t stop during subsequent ones either, It didn’t stop when I stopped drug use. Infact- it intensified, and people around me were starting to experience things too. Especially those people who at first had told me ‘’it’s all in your head’’ and ‘’Don’t worry, it’s not real- it’s just the drugs’’. They started seeing it too, I would see it while I was awake sometimes. That was the worst because I couldn’t just put it down to tiredness or being a nightmare anymore. However, For the last I’d say about 3 years- His ‘’visits’’ have lessened. and in their place is another one (Or even the same one, but this time choosing to appear differently- I have no idea if it’s the same entity or another one...all I know is they don’t seem to be around at the same time- hence the conclusion they might possibly be the same entity). Anyway-

The second entity I am about to tell you about now, began making appearances around 3 years ago, Like the first entity- it started with unpleasant reoccurring dreams.

In the very first appearance I can remember- It seemed very early morning, around dawn, the sky was grey- and I became aware of a tapping at the door, I answered the door to find nothing, So puzzled- I stepped out onto the top step. Our house is situated on a hill and overlooking fields and valleys. It is a really pretty view from the front of the house. Anyway, Standing in the drive at the bottom of the stairs is a man. He’s dirty, dishevelled and the easiest way to describe his appearance is wild, birdlike. Almost native american in the way he’s decoraed with feathers and whatnot, But he has feathers growing out of his flesh. In the dream I asked him something along the lines of who are you? can I help you with something? I don’t remember anything he said, but I do remember him suddenly grabbing a hold of me and taking off into the sky, like literally jumping on the spot but instead of coming back down, continuing up into the sky, the speed and air made my eyes sting and water and my stomach was feeling like it was about to fall out of my arse. Then for some reason were standing on a pylon, just overlooking the scenery for miles. I remember nothing of what we talked about. I do remember asking his name and he brushed it off but I felt strognly it was connected to the letter ‘’M’’. of course I brushed this of as a bizzaro dream and in honesty, was just happy to have a less scary dream than the ones i was used to with the hat man!.

Now this is where things get odd, I notice when I wake up there is a big crow making a right racket outside the bedroom window. and it’s windy as FUCK. Pretty soon I begin to notice lots of odd things, crows and ravens turning up all the time whether it be on tv, in magazines, books, In these dreams Nothing particularly awful seemed to happen, it was more a sense of uncertainty or worry, The best way to describe this feeling is to think of being in this scenario: You’re a very anxious person, very socially awkward and you don’t have many friends or family, the only person you really see or talk to is your spouse, you have agoraphobia as a result of the social anxiety so don’t go out much...However, You find yourself in a nice quaint little seaside town- granted it’s the middle of winter, pissing it down with rain and always near dark. You struggle up a long, steep hill to a run down hotel/bar- everyone in there seems to look at you as if they know you and all of them beckoning you to join them and drink with them, but you become aware of your spouses sudden absence, S/he has everything, the house-keys, the money ect ect, and quite frankly you are like a frightened child w/o them....You are trying desperately to think where they might have gotten to, you rush around hoping to see them or someone you recognise but everyone is in your way or trying to engage you in conversation. Imagine that kind of feeling.

Anyway in the dreams, There is often a backdrop of said seafront, stormy seas, rocks, There is a narrow walk way leading down at the side where the sea goes off into sort of a stream down a hill, Just off the main promenade/road where all the little tea rooms and gift shops are located.

The hotel is OLLLLLD and completely in need of refurbishment, it’s falling apart, dirty brown net curtains that were obviously once white or cream, The rooms have peeling wallpaper, ancient furniture, they look like they were decorated in the 60′s but never maintained.

The streets are very narrow and the buildings are tall, old-fashioned English seaside style buildings (in the dreams, Not where I live-there is no sea or sand around my gaff) Also- I haven’t mentioned this, as not sure if it’s important/relevant to the happenings since I’ve read other peoples similar accounts and they are living allll over the globe, but just in case it has any relevance I live in England, Yorkshire if you want to be really precise)

In the first dreams, I would become aware of a crow or raven that would always be near by, it would always be crowing. In later dreams, it would be that I would feel compelled to open up one of the dirty, sash windows and there would be a crow perched directly on the opposite building on the window ledge, an it would always fly straight towards my window, sometimes I would hasten to close it before the bird can get in and it will peck and scratch at he glass all the while crowing it’s head off, In others i would be amused by the bird coming over and it would get inside the window, where it would fly around madly and fly at me (obviously this would always shit me the fuck up in the dream enough to actually wake me up in the real world)

In Later dreams, he appears like the dishevelled man from the first dream, sitting down in chairs in what appears to be a crap little pub, the kind that you find in the arse end of nowhere (where its only usual customers are people similar in looks and personality to Claude Greengrass off heartbeat and Shadrach off emmerdale) Its like he would be wanting me to join him but i’d always feel a sense of No man what the hell? You scare the living fuck out of me for no reason and then offer me a drink? No mate- think i’ll pass’’. I would always immediatly wake up from these dreams, to find in reality, the big crow ever present outside, ever shouting away to himself day or night, rain,shine,snow or gale (though mostly gale i’ve noticed) (Over the last 3 years I’ve started to recognize and become familiar with this particular crows call and recognize it over other crows) It’s always super windy too, like gail force windy when that crow is about. Wether it be summer or winter. Midnight or lunchtime.

Then by chance I heard mention of the valravn. And that then led me on to Malphas. I have the really strong pull towards the name Malphas. I think this could potentially be the (or at least one of) the entities I’m dealing with.

I don’t know why, I can’t think of a reason for it to be him as I’ve certainly not invoked any demons (at least not knowingly) Or even tried to. I’m not the sort of person who would have balls enough to go messing with things I don’t understand completely).

I’ve today discovered other people who have had similar accounts of Malphas (and the hatman) and it is for these reasons I am somewhat open to the idea that these might not just be dreams. This shit might have actually gotten real.

Recently Malphas has been pretty relentless, And the most recent dream was the most disturbing one yet. In this dream he appears, beckoning to me as usual, with a friendly ‘’It’s ok, i’m your friend’’ look. But getting closer I become aware he is surrounded by a massive group of crows/ravens all of them seemed to be attached to him at the waist by black cords that seemed to be made of a similar black matter that the hatman appears to be made of like a black,shadow like matter. The birds were flapping wildly to escape their bonds, screaming a hellish murder. all the while Malphas seemed to be loving every moment of it. I woke up again, to the crow outside screaming as per, with gale force winds rattling through the house.

At this point i’m wondering what the deal is, what I’ve done to both anger this guy and cause him to relentlessly stalk my waking and sleeping lives.

Why did he even get involved in the first place?

I might get answers in later days, or I might just get sicker until I die and my soul is claimed to an eternity of terror and torment. Who the fuck knows? Not fucking me!.

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