So, we arrived at Staughton Harold House, Martin & Michael’s country place, at about half-five, right behind Steven who was also there for overnight. He’d come from Herford, on the Welsh borders where he runs the front of house for a Hospice Centre and had driven up that day to meet up with his friends Arthur & Jim who were spending a few days with M & M before a weekend in London & then back to their home in Malta (as opposed to their home in Majorca, or their home in the south of France.) It was truly an olde fashioned ‘weekend in the country,’ even if it was only one night, with a house full of very interesting & entertaining people. We had tea in the conservatory then retired upstairs to shower & dress for drinks & dinner.
We reassembled in the conservatory at 7:00 and were introduced to Arthur & Jim (who’d been napping when we arrived) and to have drinks & snacks and then left in two cars for the 2 mile drive to the next village, Breedon on the Hill, for our meal at Three Horseshoes Tavern. The food was excellent, the company enchanting, the wine fabulous & the treacle tart amazing. Michael is well known in the village as a member of the House of Lords and when Dennis & I tried to give him our cards early to pay for the meal, he just smirked at us and didn’t even acknowledge our request. When His Lordship makes arrangements to entertain, no one changes them.
After the meal it was back to the house for a nightcap in the drawing room & then retiring to our wonderful suite for a great night’s sleep.