Six Bells Inn

Lou and Paul have been great hosts at this historic village pub for the past 20 years. I first drank here about 42 years ago, when it was a proper real ale country pub. There are gardens full of different plants and plenty of parking. I stayed in a room for a week. The internet seemed a bit slow, and the TV was temperamental. They offered me another room, but I turned it down because those things weren't that important to me. The wildlife outside my window was a real show, and the pheasant made a fine alarm clock. I only had breakfast, which set me up well for the day: toast with real butter, sausages, bacon, beans and perfectly fried eggs every morning. The mushrooms had an unusual amount of flavour, so I don't think they were standard supermarket ones. And was used in Dad's Army. If you're after a remote country stay, check it out.