I was quite excited when I heard we were going to Wick 'cos I haven't been to Scotland yet, but then it was explained to me that there are quite a few villages in the UK called Wick and that we were visiting one near Pershore in Worcestershire and not the one in the north of Scotland. At least it wasn't a long journey.
It was quite funny inside because the lights were on a sensor and Auntie Fiona kept having to walk to the door and back to keep them on (it also explains why I'm a bit of an odd colour in this photo, Uncle Les kept muttering about something called "white balance"). I also had to share the font with a spider plant - luckily there weren't any spiders in it.