by: Kate Atkinson
A jaunt to wreak havoc at an English country manor while celebrating my first time in London in four years, and catching up with an old partner in crime.
Myself and my BFF and favourite facilitator of low-brow banter.
The living room.
The Pig, out back.
The Pig Restaurant.
The book selection.
Transporting your chickens.
Caution! Library ahead.
Some enchanted evening.
Drowning in farming.
Highs + Lows
The Penguin books in the rooms…in rainbow brights, they were a really brilliant finishing touch.
The setting – picturesque with herb gardens and frisky deers to boot.
The Potting Shed Spa - an isolated property is not complete without a spa.
Food, glorious food. The property (like all good country manors) really centres around eating, and library lounging.
Locale – it’s difficult to get to, being a little way away from Bath and Bristol, but you’ll find enough to do here to while away hours. Advised for those who want a break.
- Life Changing
- Environmental Consciousness
- Overall Value
- Night's Sleep
- Stealable Stuff
- Refer a Friend
Country manor, estate home.
Esteemed Georgian country house meets Downton Abbey.
Blissfully off the grid, this is the perfect stately British retreat. The hotel has beautiful kitchen gardens for the growing of seasonal ingredients, an extensive garden (with deer and fawn viewing a plenty) a greenhouse glassed in restaurant with an impressive chef’s table, a lounge, a library with every read you could ever want, a billiard room with a table that is easily the size of most people in Manhattan’s apartments, and more. Bath and its history and quaint British heritage are just a short drive away, but if you’re anything like us, you’ll sit in the lounge talking world news and reading aloud Russell Brand’s allegory to Robin Williams in the Guardian, whiling the day away with coffee, small talk and cryptic crosswords.
Soft piano music in the main space, a great accompaniment to our pork portions.
- Year Opened
- Designed By
Overseen by hotel guru Robin Hutson, owner of The Four Pigs in the UK, and formerly behind Hotel Du Vin.
No gym, but not needed what with all of the country air, rolling hills to tramp in and ‘Hamburger Hill’…a randomly located paintballing centre that is picturesque in the stunning surroundings. Yes, spa...The Potting Shed.
Yes. The hotel’s restaurant is a victory. It had been four long years since I had last filled myself with pork belly and theirs did not disappoint by any means. Traditional English pub fare to fill the belly and make you want to sink into an afternoon coma with a great book. Would also recommend the XXX pizzas, a lunchtime favourite and great to soak up any red wine remnants or headaches from the night prior.
Leave them at home. I’ll never say it’s advisable to bring rugrats when there’s a grand piano about. Controlling ourselves from playing it (and failing) was hard enough.
Pricey luxury, but fair for what you get.
Finding a picturesque paintballing park sounds mad, but the country walk there past deer, scene setting bales of hay, countless snappable Instagram pictures and abandoned tanks and other pieces that appear to be missing from Hollywood film sets is not to be missed. Regardless of your route, tramping and animal spotting is mandatory here. Plenty of bales of hay to roll on.