City Living, Country Life – the best of both worlds
After the first part of my ‘Solo Mummy Adventure’, cossetted in the luxury of the Bristol Hotel, came rather a rude awakening the following morning, as I dashed off in the pelting rain and fog to the depths of the Somerset countryside: Nonetheless, neither the early start, nor the inclement…
Eeeekk! I’m off on my tod for a full 48-hour solo minibreak. This summer we have covered all bases – baby-friendly Cornwall, romantic bolthole in Dorset, sociable city jaunts to London with friends… now it’s ME TIME. I work in Bristol, so it’s a little bit of a busman’s holiday.…
Merry Christmas one and all. The last few festive days have past by in a flu-filled blur, I had many posts planned but I have pretty much slept through Christmas. That said, we’ve had a cracking time, holed up at the in-laws in Somerset. Here are a couple of snaps…
I’m still in a food coma after an incredible dinner at The Railway in Honiton last night (confit of duck, perfectly executed chips, sticky toffee pud…). It was our first double date night with some new country friends and it was the perfect grown-up night. Now we’re just slinging a…
We have just returned from an impromptu few days escape to Somerset. To say it is 45mins away across the border, it feels like another era. Our sleepy sanctuary, the OH’s parents country abode, is in the village of Montacute – it couldn’t be any more British if it tried.…
Happy Easter all. We’re just frantically throwing the contents of the house (jug blender and all) into the car and heading off to Somerset for a 5 day break at the in-laws. Unfortunately that’s not their Stately, it’s Montacute House near Yeovil, but they do live just out of shot…
Need some ideas for romantic boltholes with a twist? These two sum up the Countryfille.com ethos is a nutshell. The first is a super slick, luxury hideaway in the middle of a field on Somerset, while the other is a tiny, blissfully tranquil corner of central London. The best of…
I was almost bored of the Lord Poulett Arms in Hinton St. George before I’d even stepped over the 17th century threshold. My parents-in-law discovered this Somerset pub a few years ago and since then have resolutely eaten their Sunday lunch there whenever they’re in the shire. After each visit…