We woke up the following morning at Fawkes House feeling absolutely refreshed! The country air sure does work up an appetite so it wasn’t long before we were back at the main house looking for breakfast. We weren’t disappointed, with a gorgeous spread awaiting us.
Fawkes House offers a delicious breakfast menu, replete with plenty of local produce. We started off first with a selection of fresh fruit, yogurt and cereal, which we snacked on lightly before our hot meals arrived.
I had ordered scrambled eggs on toast with mushrooms, tomatoes and bacon – basically, a big breakfast – and it was absolutely delicious. The eggs were creamy and flavoursome, and the mushrooms were divine! There’s nothing like a plate of hot field mushrooms fried in butter.
Last night, all we could see through the glass doors of our little dining nook was darkness, but this morning we were treated with a gorgeous view of the grounds. Imagine dining to that view every day!
After breakfast, we had the rest of the morning to do as we pleased before we checked out, so we opted to go for a walk to work off some of that yummy food! We strolled down the road, admiring the views. It was so pretty out here, I was beginning to understand why people opted to live in the hills.
Also, along the way, we may have inadvertently trespassed on someone’s property – we thought it was just an off-road track that would lead us into what our hostess said would be orchards, but what we came across were a pair of dogs running up to meet us! One was an adorable little harmless dog, but his friend was a burly Great Dane that frankly looked more than a little scary! I was pretty much envisioning my early demise on a lonely country trail in the hills, but thank goodness my partner’s mother owns dogs and she pretty much advised me not to run or show fear. We turned and strolled back the way we came, while the little dog ran alongside us and the Great Dane loped back and forth along the track, pretty much making the same sort of noises that I’m pretty sure the raptors in Jurassic World made as they ran alongside their prey. Thank goodness, by the time we got back to the road, the dogs stopped following us. “They were escorting us off the property,” my partner’s mother said. “What well-trained dogs!” Meantime, I’m just uttering silent prayers of gratitude that we weren’t mauled and revising my opinion of quiet country life in the hills.
The rest of our walk back to Fawkes was pretty uneventful compared to our Encounter with Dogs, and we spent the rest of our morning chilling in our private courtyard, nibbling on our cheese platter (the cheeses on the platter, not the actual platter), and reading books. But soon, it was almost noon and time to pack up and sign out.
We strolled through the gardens on our way back to the car, and it was so beautiful and peaceful. For now, it’s back to the hustle and bustle of city life, but I’m pretty sure one day we’ll be back to this tranquil spot.