Normally a weekend away signifies hopping onto a relaxing train or plane sipping on a G&T, but this time I was driving a hire car. Cue schedule!
Pick up car from KCSP, drive back to flat and pack car with everything we own, including snacks, supplies, wellies and champers, navigator gets confused between left and right, kiss and make up after short shouting spurt…and so on. My schedule also had timings but I wouldn’t want to bore you with that.
What my planning did produce, however, was a brilliant weekend in the Cotswolds that I will treasure.
We arrived almost on schedule at The Wild Duck Inn which is a quaint countryside pub in the middle of nowhere, especially in the dark.
We were welcomed warmly and taken to our room, the oldest room in the building which was called The Chinese Suite. The room featured a four poster bed, roll top bath and huge rainforest shower.
We made our way back through the higgildy maze of a pub for a sumptuously comforting 3 course meal with a bottle of wine. Tired from the drive we hit the hay pretty soon after.
Breakfast was a very naughty full English including fried bread, which I don’t think I’ve had in over a decade, but it certainly fuelled me for the countryside drive ahead to our next stop – Cirencester.
Here we bought picnic stuff at M&S and had a little potter about; there are loads of shops and we ended up buying some grey jersey bed linen.
We checked in early at The Dial House Hotel which is centrally located on a quaint little road with cutest little bridges I have ever seen.
We were aiming for a long country walk and had all these grand ideas, instead we were too tempted by the local pubs, followed by the promise of prosecco in Dial House’s huge hot tub.
The room we stayed in had yet another four poster bed and a roll top bath, I could get used to this lifestyle!
Highlight of my weekend? The three course meal. It was astoundingly tasty and visually beautiful. The experience all seemed to roll into one, so I can’t recall what I had, but I can assure you it was divine.
On Sunday morning we had a lighter breakfast of fruit and croissants, due to the sheer richness of the night before. After check out with the delightful staff, we just had to make our way to The Train museum and Cotswold Motoring Museum.