The Georgian House
Do you ever have one of those days where you just want to mince about pretending you're a character in a Jane Austen novel, prancing around in implausibly tight vestments and taking tea with people called Fanny? No? Ok, so that's just us then. Still, should the desire to do so ever descend, you could do worse than pay a visit to The Georgian House (guess what it is, boys and girls), wear a cleavage–tastic empire line dress or fetching breeches and wander around this lovingly preserved housie. Granted, people will look at you as if you're retarded but hey, Darcy wouldn't have cared.


