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[dolorosa_12]

This weekend was a long weekend, as I was on leave on Thursday and Friday — booked ages ago in order to make use of Matthias's birthday present to me. (My birthday is in December close to Christmas, at which point all I did in celebration was go out to dinner in London the night before we travelled to Germany for Christmas with my in-laws; having the 'main' celebration several months later was very deliberate.)

The present was an overnight stay at this extremely nice spa hotel in the Cotswolds. This is very much not the sort of place at which we can afford to stay as a regular thing, but as a one-off to celebrate a big birthday, it was a fantastic treat. The package we got included breakfast the next day, and a tasting menu dinner.

We travelled by train to London, and then onward to Moreton-in-Marsh on Thursday, where we were collected by a very chatty Hungarian taxi driver, who drove us through a series of picturesque villages to the hotel, which was itself on the edge of another picturesque village. It was the sort of place that had log fires in almost every public space, copies of Country Life and House and Garden in the rooms, and a room specifically to store muddy riding boots, which possibly tells you everything you need to know about the normal clientele. We arrived around 3pm, and then checked into our room, which had a bottle of champagne on ice for us. I spent the afternoon in the spa (which had an infinity pool, outdoor hot tub, sauna, steam room, and ice shower), and lounging around in the room in a robe, drinking champagne, before getting ready for dinner.

This was an absolutely exquisite experience. They limit the tasting menu dinners to 12 guests at a time, and it starts with cocktails and canapes in one of the lounges, after which point everyone is taken into a little private kitchen, where they are seated in a horseshoe-shaped bench around the chefs' working area. We watched them prepare the food, and listened to them explain the courses, all of which were delicious. In such a setting you of course get to know your fellow diners, and by the end it felt as if we were all guests at the same dinner party, rather than four separate groups, even if I didn't feel that I had much in common with any of them. I also just really appreciate experiencing the work of people who are talented and creative and at the peak of their profession — cooking as an art and a craft.

We left on Friday after breakfast, spending a bit of time wandering around Moreton-in-Marsh. I had remarked to Matthias the previous day that I could absolutely guarantee there would be posters up somewhere in the town in support of some form of NIMBY-ish campaign, and the town did not disappoint: rows of posters proclaiming that the town was opposed to 'overdevelopment.' (So not even any specific target of their ire, just against development in general. Absolute Peak Picturesque English Village.)

We finished Friday with a few hours in London, during which time I picked up new leaf tea and coffee from my favourite little shop in Soho, and had a light dinner at kinkally, a Georgian restaurant I'd been meaning to try for ages (highly recommended).

Saturday was spent doing usual Saturday things, and today we were out for our monthly walk with the walking group: a muddy trek from Soham to Wicken and back again, during which time we saw many blossoming flowers and little dogs, and were accompanied by a melodious soundtrack of birdsong. It rained a bit, but not as much as I'd feared. I do love these Sunday walks — being outside, with people, for a few hours is incredibly good for the soul — but they do basically eat up all the day, and tire me out in a way that is disproportionate to their actual difficulty and distance.

I have read some interesting books this week, but I'm already feeling quite mentally tired, so I'll try to save them for another post.

Comments

[eglantiere]

What a lovely gift, omg! Sounds like you had an absolutely amazing time, as it should be :D

[dolorosa_12]

It was absolutely marvellous, and I feel extremely lucky to have experienced it.

[yarnofariadne]

It sounds like a beautiful hotel - definitely the sort of place I'd love to go for a treat but not as a regular thing. The peoplewatching would be spectacular, I imagine, lol.

[dolorosa_12]

It was gorgeous (but yes, we definitely do not have the money for it to be a regular thing; thankfully I will only turn forty once in my life, haha). The people-watching was indeed spectacular, both in the hotel, and back in Moreton-in-Marsh on the Friday. (When I was in the sauna, I was sitting next to an older (white) guy who told me, after some small talk, that he had been born in Uganda and his brother had been born in Sri Lanka — obviously the children of Empire-building colonial administrators, like something from a bygone century.)

[el_staplador]

Ha, that could have been my father-in-law, except I think his brother was also born in Uganda. (It made for some interesting conversations with various representatives of the NHS when J was born, as anyone with a grandparent born in Uganda (among other places, obviously) is recommended to get the BCG early. But since the family moved back to the UK in the 1960s and nobody has been back to Africa since, except for a holiday to Kenya in the mid 1990s, we decided that the TB risk was really not significant.)

[dolorosa_12]

It made for some interesting conversations with various representatives of the NHS when J was born, as anyone with a grandparent born in Uganda (among other places, obviously) is recommended to get the BCG early.

Oh wow, I can imagine!

[corvidology]

I'm so glad my beloved homeland *g* did not disappoint!

Broadway is a lovely place for a spa hotel to be located and I have family in MIM, always called Morton in the Marsh by locals.

[dolorosa_12]

Ah, what a gorgeous part of the world to come from! It was my first time there (previously I'd never made it further than Oxford), although my mum did a fortnight's walking holiday in the Cotswolds a couple of years ago and had a marvellous time. We loved our short stay so much that we will probably return, albeit making use of slightly cheaper accommodation options.

I love local placename shibboleths, so it's pleasing to me to discover that locals call it Moreton in the Marsh. (In general, the placenames in the area were wonderful.)

[corvidology]

The Cotwolds has fantastic place names like Lower Slaughter (in my icon) consistently voted the most beautiful village in England and Nettle Bottom, home of one of my favourite pubs. *g*

It's an odd mix being from London and the Cotswolds but a mix I love.

[dolorosa_12]

Ahhhh, those placenames are perfect! (And from what I can see of Lower Slaughter in your icon, it does indeed look beautiful.)

[author_by_night]

Sounds nice.

[dolorosa_12]

It was lovely!

[el_staplador]

Sounds like a fantastic weekend, and an excellent way to celebrate!

[dolorosa_12]

It was wonderful. I feel very fortunate!

[rekishi]

this sounds extremely excellent, I'm glad you got to do this! and kudos for such a great present!

[dolorosa_12]

It was wonderful! I'm very lucky.

[vriddy]

It sounds like an utterly wonderful time, happy you had that experience!! And well planned scheduling it a couple of months into the year :)

[dolorosa_12]

It was delightful! I’m so fortunate to have been able to do something like it. (And yes, scheduling for the very start of spring was deliberate!)

[lirazel]

Wow, that place looks incredible! I wish I could live there! Oh to be rich!

[dolorosa_12]

It was gorgeous — I wish I could live there too (apart from anything else, it's lovely to have other people look after your every need so professionally and unobrusively — the return to reality has been exhausting). Oh to be rich, indeed.

[scintilla10]

Oh, this sounds like such a lovely, indulgent treat! Happy belated birthday.

[dolorosa_12]

Thank you!

[svgurl]

The place looks lovely and the trip sounds like a great experience! :D

[dolorosa_12]

It was indeed wonderful!