The Blue Cow is not your bog standard B & B where you sit at a breakfast
table with strangers waiting for breakfast to arrive. For a start the
accommodation is for one or two only as there is only a double bed. And
breakfast requirements are requested at, or soon after, booking. On
arrival, breakfast is in the fridge for you to cook and lovely proprietor,
Mila, to do the washing up when you are out and about.
Access to the accommodation is up a short drive betwixt and between two
prodigious houses in Chequer Street, through high boarded gates and into a
small block paved courtyard. Immediately you see: the majestic weeping
willow tree drooping airily to the ground in a welcoming deep bow; the
quirky garden with rickety pergola, wooden ladder with missing rungs leaning
leisurely against the side wall without a purpose or intent; and, terracotta
chimney pots standing sentry over the converted stable block worthy of a
“Grand Designs” award, should there be one.
French doors with gossamer net curtains open outwards and lead you into the
kitchen/diner (The Breakfast Room). Its fully equipped (fridge, cupboards,
sink, toaster, kettle, tea bags…) The breakfast table and chairs are
tastefully laid out complete with pots of marmalade, blackcurrant jam,
tomato sauce and – wait for it – brown sauce. The WOW factor explodes in
the lounge (The Sitting Room) with its colourful furnishings, two settees,
big telly in the bay window, large coffee table on equally large mat. Up a
step, or two, into the bedroom (The Bedroom) with quality antique wardrobe
and chest of drawers.
Each of the three rooms could accommodate the bedroom of a four star hotel.
The sparkling, clean smaller bathroom (The Shower Room) is attached to the
kitchen diner.
Everywhere there are the arty-farty accessories ranging from contemporary
books on the coffee table to 1920’s (or of that ilk) leather suitcase on top
of the wardrobe. A Victorian bed-warmer with long wood handle is beside the
bed. The lounge and bathroom has dried ferns and grasses the sort found on
sale in up market garden centres and Nectar card Homebase. A thoughtful
finishing touch was the small, fresh, colourful flowers in tiny jars/vases
on the coffee table.
You cannot but treat the drum with respect and maintain it above and beyond
how you would your own home.
Toilets: ten out ten. Gleaming clean everywhere. Spare loo roll on a
vintage wooden cobblers shoe last with spring joining foot to heel – once
used to fashion leather shoes – with a lovely rich patina. And a couple of
books, "Humorous Quotes About Getting On a Bit" and "The Silliest Things
People Wish They'd Never Said" near the loo – no newspapers in this loo! A
Frenchman would consider the toilet over and above his requirements and
excessive to the nth degree but what do the French know about standards in
loos.
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