Living the dream?
We meet some lovely folk who stay in the cottage. After all, if you choose to come here you are not after noise and fleshpots and potted entertainment but comfort and quiet and a dose of rural bliss. Whether it is families with young children who love opening the cottage door and letting them run in the field or couples who sit on the bench with a glass of wine watching buzzards soaring and looking into the view, it is not at all uncommon for people to tell me that I am living their dream. It's a perfectly sensible thing to say - I'm living my dream too for that matter! The place, the garden, the ancient house, the hens, the self sufficiency. It's all pretty damn lovely. But it's not all moonlight and roses you know. I thought it was time to show you some of the grot as well. So here is the dream, although I expect you have got the idea: And here is the not so dreamlike. The kitchen is plastered and painted. No electrics yet....