‘An Ode to the Shepherds Hut’
You are far from being a humble Shepherds hut with your colourful crockery, spotty cushions and striped blinds you have been decorated by someone with a flair for style.
Your eco credentials are second to none, a wind powered shower that better than our one at home!
Whether spending time with family or friends there is a multitude of books and games to suit every age.
Dinky kitchen and fridge, so much fun to use. Food tastes better here – i wonder why?
At night-time with the wood-burner fired up and toadstool night lights lit you are magical and that’s before we even begin to investigate all the wildlife just outside our door.
Soft sheets, comfy bed, what better place to drift off to the land of dreams.
Oh Shepherds hut we love you so. There will always be a place for you in our hearts.
Charlie, Dave, Cole, Mary and Ian.
A perfect day
Customer review 21-3rd July
‘A perfect place to spend a very special birthday! We have enjoyed an idyllic weekend in this magical shepherd’s hut in beautiful sunshine too. So peaceful, so cosy, so wonderful – the children want to take it all home with us – so do I!!’
Alison and family
27th April – 30th April, this is what they said…
What an amazing way to celebrate a 70th birthday – reverting to the ‘soul food of life!
We arrived in warm sunshine and were honoured to see the barn owl in flight during our evening stroll. Once the wood burner got going the hut was a joy to be in and we slept like the proverbial logs in a large comfy bed.
Whilst the following days brought heavy rain we joined our daughter for an afternoon on ‘The Bluebell Railway’ steam train, a trip down memory lane in delightful old style.
On our final day we had a woodland walk followed by a delicious Sunday lunch at the friendly ‘Cock Inn’ followed by a walk around the Ouse river at Isfield with view of the ‘Lavender Line’ by way of a bonus.
Thanks for loaning us this design masterpiece!
Mike and G – East Anglia
Ps. We saw a fox at dusk – plus a buzzard in the morning!
The sun shone, the children played, the birds sang. We spotted horses cantering past the hut, buzzards soaring in the sky, rabbits frolicking, songbirds tweeting, pheasants calling, a mass of daffodils and hidden primroses. We ate outside, danced round the fire, swung from the trees, hunted bugs with torches and fell in to our cosy beds. We woke to a pink sunrise, birds singing and absolute calm. We had cups of tea in bed looking over the fields and read ‘We’re Going on a Bear Hunt’. Breakfast was in pyjamas and welly boots. On our way home we found a ploughing match in a nearby field; a field of vintage tractors which sent our daughters into a final frenzy of excitement. A wonderful, memorable night under the clear Sussex skies and bright stars.