I arrived very much too early, even after stopping off at the Chequers for a late lunch which was a small bacon baguette with a salad and not one, but two carafes of coffee as I was very thirsty and needed caffeine, so, after checking that I knew exactly where the farmhouse was, I pootled off into Framlingham and was lucky enough to get a (free) parking slot where the local market is held every Tuesday. And guess what - there, before me, sat a very interesting looking second hand book shop. I swear it was calling out to me, honest it was. I dunno - I load up my Kindle and then buy four books!
|Olde worlde looking building|
I'm really in clover here - I mean, big time. The farmhouse is gorgeous, mine hostess is just lovely and my bedroom is so comfortable, I can hardly believe it. I have a single room with a washbasin, a comfy bed, a sofa with four, no, five, cushions and private use of a bedroom that quite reconciles me to it not being an en-suite. It's even got a wonky door.
|Doesn't it make you want to snuggle under that lovely, puffy quilt.|
|View from my bedroom window. That's Kettleburgh church.|
I've already decided I'm coming back here . . . Diane, thank you very much indeed.
Today I am off to Framlingham Castle. Tomorrow I may visit a local winery. Frugality has been thrown out of the window this week.
And all's well chez mid-Essex. What more can one ask for?
Er - no menu!!!