Confession time. I am a travel editor and I have NOT been overseas this summer.
This is not because I was too scared/worried about quarantine/so fed up of the will-we-won’t-we air bridge seesaw that I didn’t want to apply it to my own holiday (with respect to those to whom any of the above apply).
No, my choice to holiday in the UK was for two reasons – as a family we love Britain and holiday here frequently, Covid or no. And I was curious to see how some of our favourite hot-and-not spots, and the people in them, were coping with corona protocol.
So rather than a holiday let, our usual favourite way to do a UK week away, we set off on a round-Britain road trip, starting with the South West – the day that Devon and Cornwall reportedly hit gridlock…
After some time spent on Google Maps frantically rerouting, our first leg went without a hitch, and we even arrived at our first stopover in Bradford on Avon – which lies on the oft forgotten, slightly less manicured, just as magical fringes of the Cotswolds – in time for lunch.
Woolley Grange is part of the Luxury Family Hotels group, which counts the impressive Ickworth and flagship Fowey Hall among its number (more of the latter, later) and a brand based on a rumble-tumble, quintessentially English kind of luxury that is like