You can see the top of the Ashton Memorial from the M6 motorway and I always thought as a kid on the way up to the lakes it was somebody's house. Further reading now I am older says that it isn't a house but it does have views, a park and a butterfly house so obviously this is where I am meant to be. After a walk up the biggest hill in the world I was greeted with the smell of cake. As it was getting on a bit I had no time for cake so I got straight on into the butterfly house.
A little bit from the website;
'The former Palm House resembles a tropical rain forest with flowers, trees, vines, foliage and colourful butterflies.'
I like to judge palm houses with how quickly my glasses steam up. 10 seconds and completely foggy. 10/10.
Favourite things- Two very shiny blue butterflies having a nice time rolling around with each other. I heard a lady say to her daughter that 'they were just playing'-Just playing for information. Terrapin friends sitting on each other, impressive palms and lots of big green leaves, chrysalis cabinet with brand new butterfly drying off special.
Visit their website HERE.
I wiped off my glasses and walked over to The Ashton Memorial which I will tell you about next time.