The Case

There is something spectacular in knowing that people still live in places where a neighbour, or friend of a friend, can be called on for a favour. That was «The Case» at «The Case.» Ha ha. I make myself laugh.
But really, in the villages of England, places are few and far between, and during the holidays even more so. We’re talking the old world where sometimes places are still closed on Sundays and heaven forbid you should want a hairdressers on a holiday Monday! Not like the States, that’s for sure.
The Brit and I stayed here one Christmas in 2009, and the owner made sure we had a lovely stay as a favour to The Brit’s Dad. Typically she wouldn’t have gone to all the trouble of giving us breakfast and tea and biscuits to have in the morning and such, but they did for us. The hotel is lovely and the restaurant a great place for a good meal.
There is a little seating area for you to wait to be seated where the owner will happily greet you and take your drink order. The drinks were a bit slow coming, but we had time to waste. Things go slower in the UK don’t they. Kick back and enjoy your libations my friend! I think the owner was quite proud to have us sit in the seating area before we sat down for our meal, as that seemed her focus despite a predominantly empty restaurant only due to the time of year. I enjoyed a proper English Christmas dinner even though we were going to have another one in a day’s time (I love parsnips!) and The Brit had a tasty steak. It takes some time, but it was yummy!
The morning after Christmas we were the only ones it seemed in the hotel. Our biscuits were really tasty, but the tea not as good. Breakfast was a proper English and perfectly prepared.
I loved our room and found it nicely styled and decorated. If I remember correctly, each room is named a different colour, or at least styled in a different colour. We had purple. It really was a nice place and felt luxurious. The price was great and I would definitely stay here again if ever in the area and in need.