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Summer Makes Way For Autumn

Looks Like Cocoa Sprinkled Meringue, Rocking Dog

Looks Like Cocoa Sprinkled Meringue

Summer seems to be making way for autumn. With the mix of rain and warmth there is a plethora of fungi in the hood. I would dearly love to do some foraging with old Bear Grylls, wouldn’t we all! Knowing what mushrooms are safe to eat, and ones that shouldn’t under any circumstances  be tossed in a pan would be supremely useful. I did make a tart last week which incorporated fresh shop bought mushrooms, porcini and smoked bacon. A tart doesn’t need to be sloppily eggy!

Mushrooms abound in the field, on fallen trees and on leaf covered tracks. Yesterday morning I took Real Live Rocking Dog on our favourite daily trek and got quite a fright. I spied what I thought was a small skull perched on a dry stone wall. On closer inspection and after a poke of confirmation with my “Wicked” brolly, it turned out to be a very ugly fungi. Phew!

A little later along the walk I narrowly missed a squirrel jumping into my hair. I really must book a hair appointment! Nearing home a pair of deer on hearing my footsteps sprung across the path and in the brook a heron patiently waited for a passing fish. Most walks really aren’t this eventful.

At home we are fortunate to have a Horse Chestnut tree in the garden. I love the tree, the sticky buds, the candle like blossoms and now the conker harvest. Unfortunately the squirrels love the conker harvest too and there are sparse pickings for the lovely little boy next door. Sorry Noah.

This is the time of year I like to create a nature table. It reminds me of the one we used to have year round at school. Beech masts, Old Man’s Beard, rose hips, conkers, sweet chestnuts, haws, acorns and oak apples would invariably put in an appearance as autumn beckoned.

In Zara one or two garments sport embroidered harvests. I loved the appliqué but sadly not the style of the clothes. Boo hoo!

I smelt our neighbours’ wood smoke last night and I couldn’t resist lighting the wood burning stove, the first of the season. Real Live Rocking Dog was adoring the cosiness. He purred contentedly like a cat!

Happy Autumn!

Ugly Fungi!, Rocking Dog

Ugly Fungi!

Fantastical Fungi, Rocking Dog

Fantastical Fungi

Fungi In A Tart, Rocking Dog

Fungi In A Tart

Sweet Chestnut Bounty, Rocking Dog

Sweet Chestnut Bounty

Favourite Daily Trek, Rocking Dog

Favourite Daily Trek

Seed Heads, Rocking Dog

Seed Heads

Autumn's Harvest, Rocking Dog

Autumn’s Harvest

Zara's Harvest, Rocking Dog

Zara’s Harvest

Log Pile At The Kennel, Rocking Dog

Log Pile At The Kennel

Rocking Dog Does Each Peach, Pear, Plum…

Each Peach, Pear, Plum..., Rocking Dog

Each Peach, Pear, Plum…

Rocking Dog does each peach, pear, plum. Just what project to complete or embark on? Having had a bit of a long lasting headache this week, decision making has been rather difficult. On Tuesday night I was awake at 4am and I decided on a peppermint tea, pain killers and cuddle with Real Live Rocking Dog. The thought of clandestine sewing or ironing I couldn’t contemplate, so I watched a little TV. A programme about Hitler’s drug habit followed by a smaltzy Christmas movie soon sent me scuttling back to bed!

So  on the Rocking Dog workbench there are indeed a number of projects which require my attention. There are three Roman blinds to finish for the newly weds. They require complete accuracy to ensure a good fit and un-wrunkled drop. Accuracy, I am the first to admit is not one of my strong points! I must persevere and deal with the mathematics of the folds. Curtains next time Alex and Kylie..curtains.

There is a sweet cross stitch panel (number 3) which has been worked by my very brave friend. It is so lovely to spend time bonding over embroidery. Panels completed, I then do a “Tailor of Gloucester” and make the work into something pretty and useful. I am SO proud of my lovely friend’s incredible strives for recovery. I am so sorry for my oh so painful needle threading- it must be so exasperating to observe! x

Talking of cross stitch, I loved the apron stitched by one of the East Quantoxhead village hall ladies. I did ask if I could photograph her charming cross stitched bosom!

Also on the bench is a bale of scrumptious yellow striped silk which will become simple window panels. They will be edged with some coordinating ribbon (fantastic choice to be found at Livingstone Textiles, Bridport).

A fabulous floral single quilt cover also awaits my attention. The cover will be engineered into four pillow cases to accompany a much larger quilt cover. Perhaps you are asking why I didn’t just buy pillow cases. In short, I bought the single quilt in TK Maxx for £16 and now discontinued, the pillow cases are a ridiculous price on eBay…so…

Other sewful things to contemplate are squares to cut for my heirloom floral patchwork quilt. Then somewhat scarily there is sewing for Christmas. My Rocking Dog sales at the kennel will soon come around! Weds 30th November 6.30pm St Andrew’s Day Celebration pre Christmas sale, and Sun 11th December 11am – 2pm Christmas at the Kennel. Profits from refreshments for Young Carer’s and BUST

In the kitchen, the table is laden with jars, jam sugar and local cider. Today I am going to ask my neighbour if I can buy apples from his mini orchard. We affectionately know him as the Log Stealer, for if we ever have any tree work he’s there in minutes with his mini tractor and trailer, helping himself to the lopped branches. Cheeky!! Apples hopefully scrumped i’ll make Apple & Cider Jelly. It will hopefully be for sale together with other preserves and festive eats at my sales.

I REALLY haven’t got time for any more headaches.

Sew Blind, Rocking Dog

Sew Blind

Vibrant Pillowcases, Rocking Dog

Vibrant Pillowcases

Silken Windows, Rocking Dog

Silken Windows

Brave Cross Stitch, Rocking Dog

Brave Cross Stitch

One We Made Earlier, Rocking Dog

One We Made Earlier

Quantocks Cook, Rocking Dog

Quantocks Cook

Patchwork Squares, Rocking Dog

Patchwork Squares

There's Always Christmas!, Rocking Dog

There’s Always Christmas!

Plea For Apples, Rocking Dog

Plea For Apples

Singing The Night Away Near Hinkley Point

Beautiful Britain, Rocking Dog

Beautiful Britain

The weekend was spent singing the night away near Hinkley Point in Somerset. Friends of ours invited Andyman and I to join them on a camping jolly. So Friday night we took to the road on the run to the sun!

We camped on a wonderful site not a million miles away from Hinkley Point. Run by a lovely young family Moorhouse Farm & Campsite is situated at the foot of the picturesque Quantock Hills. A working arable farm, we were met by a menagerie of hens, ducks and other colourful feathered fowl. There were also a lovely collection of old ploughs, threshing machines and tractors. The charm continued with wooden mushrooms, a characterful BBQ den, fire pits, handsome trees and hedges. Barns on the farm provide the space to make
“Mad Apple Cider”.

Our friends arrived with their new “baby” – a T@b. Larger and more practical than our Pod, it is still head-turningly cute! I really envied the fact that our friends could put on their jeans standing up. We need to shimmy into ours lying on our backs!

In the evening we walked to a local pub for a meal. We were all somewhat bemused when the landlord asked us to order any desserts super quickly as the chef wanted to go home. It was 9pm …. only in England!!

On Saturday we headed off to Kilve beach with the dogs. The day was perfect, warm, with stunningly blue skies and magical scenery. We were walking in the footsteps of Wordsworth and Coleridge. I loved the brick retort with its shrubby “smoke” which was built in the 1920’s. It was discovered that oil could be extracted from shale. This has more than a whiff of fracking about it! In time the scheme was abandoned before the whole area was laid to waste. I wonder how the locals feel about the decision to go ahead with the new Hinkley C power station.

The walk took us from stunning coastline, through freshly ploughed fields and onto paths lined with brambles, sloes and cobnuts. There were also pretty settlements. Cream windowed cottages with rustic porches, allotment style gardens, duck ponds and picket gate fences. Idilic.

In East Quantoxhead we chanced upon morning teas and a village produce sale at the village hall. It felt as if we had stepped back in time. Tea and coffees were served in vintage cups and saucers, not because it was trendy, but that’s because the way it’s always been done. Coffee drunk and bacon floury bap eaten, we picked up some chicken skewers and headed back on the steep climb to the campsite. The September sun was delicious and meant that a spot of deckchair sunbathing proved irresistible!

Kebabs cooked on a disposable barbecue and served with rice and salad we enjoyed some rather generous glasses of Italian wine, local beers and Prosecco. Us girls embarked on an impromptu red wine fuelled sing song. We chose to select groups/singers alphabetically and to sing an iconic song.So there were The Osmond’s Crazy Horses, Whitney Houston Run To You, etc… The boys were very exasperated… but there really is NOTHING like a good sing.

I suspect this  just may be the last camping foray of the year. I so love spending time with friends, the landscape and the elements.

 

 

Farm Transport, Rocking Dog

Farm Transport

Agricultural Metal, Rocking Dog

Agricultural Metal

Hen House, Rocking Dog

Hen House

Our Baby, Rocking Dog

Our Baby

Their Baby, Rocking Dog

Their Baby

Massive Mushrooms, Rocking Dog

Massive Mushrooms

BBQ Den, Rocking Dog

BBQ Den

Alternative Energy, Rocking Dog

Alternative Energy

That View Again, Rocking Dog

That View Again

Try Something New Every Week

Full Of Vitamins, Rocking Dog

Full Of Vitamins

It’s tempting to stick to tried and trusted favourite recipes, but I do like to try something new every week. Usually the Cook section from the Saturday “Guardian” provides one or two new recipes for the week ahead. The benefit of selecting recipes from the latest issue is that the recipes are seasonal and use produce at its cheapest and best.

Some recipes are relished and filed, whilst others are abandoned after  their first outing.

Recently I made two “Guardian” soups. One was a Thai inspired affair which included coconut milk, lemongrass, buckwheat noodles and tofu (but prawns would be a good substitute). The other soup was given the briefest of introductions to the hob, and utilised little gem lettuces, corn on the cob and fresh herbs. I felt as if i’d had my five a day in one bowl! Both were really quick to prepare and will make it to the recipe file.

I am gradually beginning to look at recipes online, but still favour my shelves of cookery books.

Although I consider myself a competant cook I am not someone who wants to spend a day slaving over one dish. In my days of running “Heaven’s Cake” I once did a consultation for a woman who wanted me to cook for a large party. It became very apparent she had been on rather too many swish cruises and wanted everything done in aspic and served on mirrors! To recover from this rather awkward appointment I took myself off to a garden centre with the cheery thought of buying a topiaried holly. Alas, with a price tag of about £200 I decided that although I felt glum … the tree was a step too expensively far. I later fired off an e.mail to say I really didn’t think I was the right person for the job and hoped that she could find an ex-cruise liner chef (I didn’t really say that last bit). Oops! I then had to endure the most terrifying and balshy phone call from her. How very dare I not want to do her aspic’d party! How very right I was to go with my gut feeling of not wanting to work with this lady.

I cooked for some wonderful events and generally worked with some lovely people. However there are just a few jobs that are memorable for being led by bridezilla’s or clients with a touch of the “Upstairs Downstairs” mentality. I do not understand why fellow human beings cannot see that politeness and kindness mean that people will go that extra mile for them.

As for that arrogant bride’s father who whistled at me to get my attention…. don’t get me started!!!!

Yes, I have gone way off the beaten track with trying something new. Sorry. I hope you have a lovely weekend and hope that you put your toe in the water and try something new.

Love Rocking Dog x

Gathering The Harvest , Rocking Dog

Gathering The Harvest

Foodie Print, Rocking Dog

Foodie Print

Pretty Page, Rocking Dog

Pretty Page

Gift Wrapping The Rocking Dog Way!

All Sewn Up, Rocking Dog

All Sewn Up

Another batch of gifts needed to be wrapped at the Rocking Dog Kennel. Alas no sticky tape was to be found… but no worries I dealt with the parcels in a jiffy!

Beloved Bernina, twine and glue gun sufficed in the midst of my no tape crisis. A bundle of delicious ribbons were wrapped for a very creative friend. I used a paper table mat snaffled from an alfresco eatery in Perugia. Testone serves the most delicious Torta outside the famous court room ( the Italian’s were not happy with the Amanda Knox verdict).  The eating place very obviously is a favourite hangout for students.  Torta are Umbrian flatbreads and they encase a variety of fillings, take your pick from Porchetta, Mozzarella, Prosciutto and a whole host of other Italian produce. Two generous slices of torta and two small beers whist sitting in glorious sunshine cost under £10. Apart from the food and the sun  I loved the tobacco coloured table mats, and now they are wrapping! Coarse twine, some woollen bobbles and an up-cycled label completed the package.

Beloved Bernina was bought into use to sew a parcel. I used some beautiful retro pages from a charity shop book and used zig zag stitch to create a bag. The gift item was neatly stashed and the final edge was sewn to create a giant ravioli . A label was then made and threaded with some jolly ribbon. I hope Beloved Bernina hasn’t felt too unhappy about sewing paper and card.

Lastly some rather bulky packages of spring bulbs were given the sack treatment. I chose some fabric from Material Mountain and whizzed up a bag with plant pot panel. Tied and labelled with an appropriate quote it was ready to give.

Who needs sticky tape?!

Retro Wrapping, Rocking Dog

Retro Wrapping

Lovely Label, Rocking Dog

Lovely Label

Heroic Beloved Bernina,Rocking Dog

Heroic Beloved Bernina

Bulbs To Stash, Rocking Dog

Bulbs To Stash

Gift Bag Info', Rocking Dog

Gift Bag Info’

Ready To Give, Rocking Dog

Ready To Give

For A Creative, Rocking Dog

For A Creative

Creatively Wrapped, Rocking Dog

Creatively Wrapped

Cupboard For Wrappers!, Rocking Dog

Cupboard For Wrappers!

Midwifery, Monograms And Mishaps

Written In Red, Rocking Dog

Written In Red

It feels as if I have always loved monograms. Perhaps my earliest memories of monograms were my Dad’s monogramed handkerchiefs in the early sixties. This was an age before the advent of paper tissues. Boxed handkerchiefs were a somewhat boring Christmas present staple for both women and men.

Much later when I was training to be a midwife in Cardiff I had an introduction to Italian monogram’d linens. I was doing a community placement with an experienced midwife, Rina. In her fifties, she was a glamorous, vivacious and busty Italian. One lunch time she took me to see a little Italian family and that’s when I was taken to see drawerful’s of truly beautiful monogramed linens. I was told that all the Italian villagers had come together to embroider household linens and nightwear for the couple as they started their married life together.

In many countries a monogrammed trousseau represented a display of wealth. The intricacy and elaborateness of the stitching and cloth denoted a families standing in society. In the 14th century 7 year old Isabelle of France received a trousseau when she became betrothed to Richard II. In the 19th century a Parisian department store advocated a trousseau should include 6 pairs of sheets, 2 dozen pillowcases, 3 dozen napkins, 3 tablecloths, hand towels, dishcloths and aprons.

For a long time I have loved collecting the odd piece of monogram’d textile to add colour and texture to the kennel. Perugia market on a Saturday is a good place to feed my monogram habit. Some linens I reconfigure into cushions, whilst others I simply covet!

I am no embroiderer myself, but really appreciate the handiwork of others. My lovely friend Stephanie M does amazing work with needle and thread. She loves using historic alphabets, wonderful linens and threads. If there are items to be filled, she stuffs them with the most amazing aromatic concoctions. Moth’s be very afraid!

Now for the mishap bit of the post! Dear Rina and I went to do a post- natal visit at a house in central Cardiff. We knocked on the door and were let in by two very smiley Bangladeshi ladies. We set our bags down on the coffee table, took off our coats and put on our aprons. We washed our hands and were kindly provided with soap and towel. We then asked the ladies to fetch the baby. Presently we heard them come down the stairs and re-enter the room. The “baby” was a seven year old trousered boy. We were in the wrong house! Laughter crosses any language barrier.

I find it somewhat disconcerting that some of the babes I delivered will now be in their early thirties. Sorry couldn’t resist a George link, I remember playing it on my Sony Walkman as I walked between community visits.

Characterful Curls, Rocking Dog

Characterful Curls

Love This, Rocking Dog

Love This

Book Inspiration, Rocking Dog

Book Inspiration

Wooden Letters, Rocking Dog

Wooden Letters

All In White, Rocking Dog

All In White

Block Capitals, Rocking Dog

Block Capitals

Matrimonial Nightwear, Rocking Dog

Matrimonial Nightwear

Beautiful Embroidery, Rocking Dog

Beautiful Embroidery

M&S Monogram, Rocking Dog

M&S Monogram

A Lovely Weekend In September

September Beech Wood, Rocking Dog

September Beech Wood

The weekend was full of lovely impromptu things. A wettish Saturday was spent travelling to Dorset with a friend. Somewhat fortuitously Di’s Sat-nav took us on a little bit of an unconventional journey. It meant that we couldn’t resist having a peek into Antiques Bazaar near Crewkerne. We both loved a circus trapeze bar and various pieces of quirky furniture. There were lots of toby jugs, but I managed to resist! I did however buy a large and pretty curtain which will more than likely form the backing for my future hollyhock quilt.

We travelled onto lovely Bridport, drank coffee, ate lunch, chatted, laughed and enjoyed dipping into lots of independent shops. Unfortunately with the weather being a trifle rainy and windswept there were not many of the usual street stalls. However, it was a really great day and certainly blew away the cobwebs!

Sunday dawned bright and sunny. Andyman, Real Live Rocking Dog and I decided on a spur of the moment Bath walk. We walked on Lansdown Hill, the site of a bloody civil war battle in 1643. The views were truly breathtaking. In the distance we could pick out the old and new Severn Bridge Crossings together with Brunel’s Clifton Suspension Bridge. It was tempting to stay sitting cherishing the views long after the picnic was finished.. but there was another four miles to muster.

The hawthorns and elders as we climbed, were covered with a profusion of berries. My mum would be saying “it’s a sign it’s going to be a hard, cold winter. It’s nature’s way of providing well for wildlife” We will have to wait and see!

At one point in the walk we had a lovely view down to the ribbon of water at Saltford. There were so many pretty sails, a gorgeous scene to ponder. We also chanced upon the sweet little church of St Martin at North Stoke. 12th century with older additions, I could easily imagine Jane Austen empire line, bonneted weddings. Unfortunately the church was locked. It apparently has a plaque inside honouring the 23 men and unknown number of farm horses who went from the village in WW1. The plaque was unveiled in 2008 by Britain’s last Tommy, Harry Patch, to commemorate the 90th anniversary of the end of WW1. Just a year later at the age 111 Harry died, his funeral service being held at Wells Cathedral.

The last part of our walk took us through a beautiful wooded area. The last glowing embers of the Sunday sunshine penetrated the beech canopy. It was glorious and so atmospheric.

So the new week now begins….

A very Happy Birthday to our lovely boy Alex who is 29 today. He is working at the Paralympics in Rio, and we hope is having the time of his life. Very wonderfully we had a glimpse of him on C4 just after Jonnie Peacock’s 100m gold medal win.

Toby Jug Treasure, Rocking Dog

Toby Jug Treasure

Back At Albion, Rocking Dog

Back At Albion

Sunday Skies, Rocking Dog

Sunday Skies

Green Hill, Rocking Dog

Green Hill

Doggy Picnic Time, Rocking Dog

Doggy Picnic Time

Pretty Sails, Rocking Dog

Pretty Sails

Peaceful Place, Rocking Dog

Peaceful Place

Carved Cherubim, Rocking Dog

Carved Cherubim

Happy Birthday Alex!, Rocking Dog

Happy Birthday Alex!

Jollying The Rocking Dog Front Door

Rocking Dog Door Dec', Rocking Dog

Rocking Dog Door Dec’

Rocking Dog loves to jolly the front door of the kennel at this time of year. With autumn gradually leaking into the shortening days of summer I love to gather hedgerow fodder.

Walking everyday with Real Live Rocking Dog, my boot marches give me such a wonderful opportunity to appreciate the changing seasons. Even if there is torrential rain and the prospect of a doggy ramble is rather unpleasant, once out the rain feels good!

Yesterday was gloriously sunny and the hedgerows were scarlet with haws and ripening blackberries. I gathered together a few thorny branches, sprigs of acorn’d oak and some teasels. I would make a door decoration.

Back at the kennel I arranged the botanical booty. I am not one for symmetry so my door decoration has a little bit of a life of its own! I used twine to secure my bunch and added a tie of autumnal coloured braid. Tied to the old door handle I gave the decoration a final frou. It’s not my finest 10 minutes of flower arranging, but the berry’d bunch gives the house a lovely welcoming touch.

I hope whatever the weekend brings that it is a good one for you. Love to friends en route to Italy and Florida.. Bon Voyage and have wonderful memorable times with all those scrummy little ones!

Hedgerow Pickings, Rocking Dog

Hedgerow Pickings

Beautiful Brambles, Rocking Dog

Beautiful Brambles

From Little Acorns..., Rocking Dog

From Little Acorns…

Gathered, Rocking Dog

Gathered

Bunched, Rocking Dog

Bunched

Last Year's Door, Rocking Dog

Last Year’s Door

Harvesting Apples For A Crumbly Gift

Apple Harvest, Rocking Dog

Apple Harvest

Rocking Dog has been harvesting apples for a crumbly gift. A tea towel with a printed recipe for apple crumble provided the inspiration for a foodie gift. A rustic ovenproof dish was filled with all the ingredients to concoct the seasonal pud’. I wrapped the dish in the tea towel and tied the bundle with some chequerboard woven ribbon. A large oak spoon completed the gift together with an accompanying hessian sack of rosy apples.

Of course the gift could be tweaked for a reluctant cook. The crumble could be lovingly made, bundled and gifted. An indulgent carton of clotted cream could be handed to the recipient, and would undoubtedly be the cherry on the cake!

The apple harvest offers the opportunity to make a plethora of divine cakes, puddings, salads and preserves this sunny autumn.

Happy gathering!

Tea Towel TK Maxx

Main picture backdrop-“Mark Hearld’s Workbook,” and bird and rabbit cards also by Mark Hearld

Rosy Bowl, Rocking Dog

Rosy Bowl

Recipe Tea Towel, Rocking Dog

Recipe Tea Towel

Gift Wrapped, Rocking Dog

Gift Wrapped

Vintage Apple Mugs, Rocking Dog

Vintage Apple Mugs

Umbrian Harvest, Rocking Dog

Umbrian Harvest

Rocking Dog Cake, Rocking Dog

Rocking Dog Cake

Hambrook Harvest,Rocking Dog

Hambrook Harvest

The Crumble, Rocking Dog

The Crumble

Another Apple Delight, Rocking Dog

Another Apple Delight

Our Very Own Olive Trees

Centuries Old Olives, Rocking Dog

Centuries Old Olives

Buongiorno from Rocking Dog! Anyone who knows me will know of the passion Andyman and I have for picking olives. For the last five years we have had the amazing privilege to stay with our gorgeous friends in Umbria and to help them pick their olives. They have generously shared their unctuous green and delicious olive oil, shared their friends, and shared all their favourite places with us. It’s been a truly wonderful way to see in the winter. Thank you Baz & Dee, together with Derek and kitty holding Wendy. xxxx

So….when the rare opportunity arose to buy a little property just across the path from our hosts, it was just simply too tempting! In the last sun setting days of August, Andyman and I found ourselves in the Notary’s office  in Castiglione del Lago to listen to twelve pages of deeds read in Italian, and then translated and read in English. There was even a special deed relating to the ancient pizza oven and the stone built laundry shed! We are now the excited owners of a bijoux  two bedded apartment a few minutes drive from Lake Trasimeno. Set in a small friendly village with one bar and one well stocked shop it’s not for those lusting after a noisy vibrant clubbing scene! The one bar is more likely to be the scene of a group of locals contemplating the first mushroom, the vines or the olive harvest. All these contemplations are done whilst nursing  a singular small beer over a card hand.

Andyman and I adore the peace, the starry skies, the food, local festivals, markets and the local wines. Then there is always the continuing exploration of charming sunbaked medieval hilltop towns.

Rome can be reached by train in 2 hours and Florence 1 1/2 hours. The beautiful cities of Cortona, Sienna, Arezzo and Perugia are even closer. For the athletic there is mountain biking, wake boarding, golf, a host of activities on the lake and even a  small water park for kids or those adults who simply don’t want to grow up!  Lazy days can be spent crossing the lake to one of the islands for lunch or simply staying at “home” by the pool. Gently swinging in a hammock or swing chair contemplating the views is always a blissful prospect after the bustle of a busy market trip.

I think visits to Medieval hilltop towns will have to wait for a little while, there is a large garden to tend, and living space which needs a Rocking Dog stamp put on it! There is also the small matter of the 2016 olive crop to pick, including six old trees of our own.

Andyman and I are so looking forward to sharing Number 5 with friends and family. We hope that we too can treat our guests to freshly brewed coffee and Panettone before they arise, and then to  share with them the numerous delights of Umbria and bordering Tuscany.

We are looking to do holiday lets for our little piece of paradise in 2017, so please contact us if you would like further details. lizferg@btinternet.co.uk

Stansted-Perugia (45 min drive to No 5) Bristol-Pisa (Approx 2 hours drive to No 5). Rome and other  Italian airports are also definite possibilities.

The biggest challenge lies ahead…..to learn Italian. A linguist I am not, but I really can’t get by with Ciao bella and Grazie forever!

....& Ancient Oak, Rocking Dog

….& Ancient Oak

Bijoux Upstairs Pad!, Rocking Dog

Bijoux Upstairs Pad!

Before Renovation, Rocking Dog

Before Renovation

Table For Two, Rocking Dog

Table For Two

Twilight Dip, Rocking Dog

Twilight Dip

Poolside View, Rocking Dog

Poolside View

Room With A View, Rocking Dog

Room With A View

Vintage Laundry, Rocking Dog

Vintage Laundry

Village Shop....., Rocking Dog

Village Shop…..

& Village Bar, Rocking Dog

& Village Bar

Local Hilltop Town, Rocking Dog

Local Hilltop Town

Lovely Lake, Rocking Dog

Lovely Lake

Local Crop, Rocking Dog

Local Crop

For The Athletic, Rocking Dog

For The Athletic

....& The Passionate Cake Eater!, Rocking Dog

….& The Passionate Cake Eater!