Many miles by road down to Wemyss Bay
Over the Firth of Clyde on a Cal Mac Ferry
Under avenues of towering trees we drive
Now we encounter the red sandstone house
The gothic splendour takes our breath away
Standing in the Marble Hall looking up at the starry ceiling
The signs of the Zodiac light up with the sun
Up the grand staircase we saw the unique bedrooms
And secret passages cleverly hidden from view
Rooms full of priceless treasures and paintings
The hardest thing about Mount Stuart is leaving it.
Tammy Rhymer P7