Ightham Mote
I always dreamed of the kind of English country house that isn’t grand, that isn’t palatial, that carries its centuries lightly, that you reach at the end of a long, winding, drive through the woods; and when you get there, it’s on of those houses that’s been built over the ages, always adding new bits on, so that it’s a higgledy-piggledy, patchwork house.
And the other thing I want is a moat. The shimmer of water under the windows. Some waterlilies and maybe a few swans or ducks.
Now if you like that kind of house, Ightham Mote is for you.
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