Lying in a copper bathtub, steam envelopes me as I look out over the gently rippling lake.
Cold air nips at my nose and I breathe a deep sigh as my gaze settles on the heron that has perched on the banks. It’s freezing, but I’m in heaven.
Surrounded by woodland and meadows embroidered with cows and alpacas, it’s hard to believe this is all just 25 minutes by train from London.
But that’s what awaits at Tewinbury Farm Hotel.
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