• The Cottage... luxurious beds, gorgeous bathrooms, cosy log fire and sunny garden room Read more...
  • The Treehouse... A romantic cabin for two in the trees Read more...
  • Woodland Cabins... grownup camping in an idyllic setting Read more...
  • The Dairy... luxurious self contained studios...romantic getaway or cosy retreat for friends Read more...
  • The Summerhouse bunk in together in our converted Summerhouse; glamping on a grand scale Read more...
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Not for Sissies

Personally I don’t wanna go out in winter (except maybe a frosty walk with Jack). I want to stay in and get stuff done. Make the house cosy, plan for the next season, eat hearty soup, watch TV. Winter in the country, especially the Wolds which is proper country, is very different to anything I have experienced before. A time for waiting and watching and gathering strength.

I now realise that country living differs to city life in many ways… you have to be born here to really get it. While the rest of the world is considering Veganuary, the countryside is about real life and death. People grow crops and raise beasts (and in our case catch fish) to eat and sell and live, not for a laugh.  Country people are tough people, no frills, they love their animals but the animals must play their part. They don’t say much to strangers because if they do, someone from a town is going to give them a rule to follow about a world they do not know. Country people have a natural respect for the environment and the living world…they follow their own rules. This is a world of gamekeepers, hunting, Farmers’ Guardian, yields, shotguns, pest control and muddy boots – a place where everyone knows everyone and has done for generations (even though the farms are miles apart and no one ever seems to go out – how do they meet?)  A world of very dark nights and short short winter days.

Intense but as Noel Gallagher once said about being in Oasis, it’s not for sissies.