Spencer brought up the idea of visiting some kind of manor while we were in Peterborough, so Mallory consulted some people in-the-know and we were directed to Burghley House which is located in Stamford, a quick train ride away. While the train ride was quick, Burghley house was still about a mile and a half from the train station. Walking there wouldn’t have been so bad, but I’m a woman who is constantly unaware of what is considered proper footwear for any occasion and, along with Ashley and Lexi, hobbled along behind long-legged Spencer in my flat as a pancake, five…