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“Got a what? A garden? Where?” How many times have we heard this? Well it is pretty hidden; up the steep staircase past the ladies, past the private dining room and the kitchens then out of the back door into half an acre of secluded gardens bordered by mature trees and shrubs is this wonderful haven of picnic tables and chairs – amazing.


When the English summer permits, David dons his apron and rattles his tongs and spatulas over the mighty barbecue, whilst Hilary prepares mind blowing combinations of salads and side dishes.

The perfect end to the quintessential English summer afternoon, and we didn’t even know it existed – the garden – not the English summer.