Erddig Hall

Now that I’ve finally hung up my football boots, my main form of exercise other than a brisk walk down to the local is my bright yellow mountain bike. Puffing and panting through our rather hilly village I’m not exactly a good advert for healthy exercise, so I tend to keep to the country lanes and in particular the local National Trust estate’s country park. It’s a lovely place to go biking – flat and relatively quiet, with lots of interesting things to see and the opportunity to do some ‘mildly adventurous’ off-roading. The place in question is Erddig Hall, which always reminds me of the late sixties when I first ...