This weekend I treated myself to something of a digital detox.
My man and I drove out to the countryside for a couple of nights, stopping at a pub along the way.
I did say digital detox, after all. Not a diet detox.
More or less on the way to our eventual destination, we stopped of in Winchester.
The Chesil Rectory, to be exact.
A snug, old pub with a crackling fire and cracking food.
I started with a pile of crab (mostly hidden beneath the tower of carrots) and he had a beetroot tart.
Followed by the most excellent wood pigeon with truffle risotto & cavolo nero.
Apple crumble & custard.
And a raspberry frangipane tart.
An exceptionally good start to a rather drizzly weekend!
Fuelled up, we drove the rest of the way to our new home.
A little tin shepherds hut, nestled in a meadow, in the middle of the woods. The Wriggly Tin.
If camping feels a little too much like hard work, allow me to introduce you to “Glamping“.
A little kitchen, complete with wood fired stove.
A dining room.
Feather bed with crisp cotton sheets.
And room for a little’un!
With no electricity, wifi or phone reception, we set to and collected wood for the fire.
Exceptionally excited, despite the persistent drizzling rain!
Huge grey scarf (so soft and a bit of a bargain!) // Soft grey jumper
Skinny jeans // Black wellies (I had ordered these beauties, but they didn’t arrive in time.)
