When you think of winter in the Cotswolds, it’s worth remembering that Bridget Jones is not a documentary: most of the time, instead of (fake) snow at Snowshill, and Colin Firth in a comedy Christmas jumper, you get fog, rain, … Continued
If you read my nonsense on any kind of regular basis, you’ll know that this is the East Banqueting House of Chipping Campden Manor – always good for a blip, but rarely seen from this angle. R and I went … Continued