When I first contacted Wentworth Castle Gardens, I had created nothing of this scale. My main argument (both to them and myself) revolved around the idea that a) I knew it must be possible, and b) I know I'm not daft, so I must be able to work it out. I guess here, I need to thank my Mum, because she instilled in me the idea that, as long as you work hard and think things through, you can do anything. Danke, Mama!
In the end, it all worked out, thanks to a lot of planning, a lot of hard graft, triple-securing everything, being conscious of health and safety without going overboard, and above all, a fabulous and dedicated team of friends and volunteers. I can't fault a single thing on the day that would have been under human control. As for the weather...it wasn't raining. That meant a lot. It also wasn't windy, which meant even more. Right now, two frames are stored in my garden. The sun makes the hair glitter and glisten, throwing off a thousand sparkles. I'd have loved to have seen that, if just for a minute or two. But you take what you can get, and, in this case, I got a heck of a lot. I got to play with a listed building, up a tower away from public access, I got support from countless people - idealistic support, monetary support, thoughts on the day...and I got 6 metres of glass hair up 9.2 metres in the air. All these things considered, what's a bit of sunshine among friends?
It also seems strange to just keep going. Rapunzel was such a milestone, and yet, in only four months, two more follies will be follified, in fact, I desperately need to organise the next Cannon Hall date. No rest for the foolish, but time for a quick pause, and a big "Thank You" to everybody who has joined this foolish journey so far!