Afternoon Tea
This is something special at Charcott Farmhouse. We often find that guests arrive tired and stressed after a long drive with slow and crowded motorways and by the time they get here they are sorely in need of the chance to relax and chill out. On arrival at Charcott they are welcomed into the house, shown their room and are then offered the chance to sit down either in the guests’ sitting room or, if the weather is kind, outside on the terrace, with a large pot of tea or...
Read MoreComputer Nightmares
We have been beseiged with computer problems over the last few weeks. Finally our much loved very ancient family PC blew up last weekend with a spectacular puff of smoke and a large bang. A panicked callout of our lovely computer expert resulted in a trip to John Lewis and we are now the proud owners of a very smart laptop which we are still, 10 days later, trying to find our way around. Being a pair of computer dinosaurs this is not proving easy! I have already done half the...
Read MoreIsn’t he beautiful?
Our very handsome and well-behaved Tommy cockerel. Master and Commander of his flock and a real gentleman, always standing back to allow his ladies first peck at any food they are given. Nice natured and thankfully, quiet - unlike one of his predecessors who’s enthusiasm for life used often to result in guests tottering in red-eyed for breakfast due to his early crowing! (I should perhaps add at this point that we have now moved...
Read MoreRunner Beans Update
Time to update on the runner beans. And have to admit I’m over the moon! All almost at the top of the wigwams, lots of lovely red and the odd white flowers and yesterday I even spotted the first tiny beans. Brave little things have coped with the lumpy clay, survived howling gales, torrential rain and 3 days of absolute blistering heat (yes, summer did appear briefly last week!). I have fertilised, watered religiously when...
Read MoreA Kentish Garden
Many guests have asked about the quotation on the website from Edith Nesbit’s lovely poem A Kentish Garden. Slightly windswept Charcott has rather a long way to go to match the wonderful tranquil picture Edith conjures up, there are no grey walls and we have certainly never seen any glow worms but we do our best. So here is the poem in full: A Kentish Garden There is a grey-walled garden, far away From noise and smoke of cities, where the hours Pass with soft wings among...
Read MoreRUNNER BEANS – and how…..!
It’s a positive age since I posted. Just too much happening with lots of guests, battling to get washing done and dried with never ending rain, and just no time to think or write. And what am I blogging about this time? Well………… runner beans actually. Which had me well and truly crippled for 48 hours earlier this week! The story begins with the offer of 20 or so bean sprouts a few weeks ago from our lovely friend who lives just up the...
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