This groovy little bolthole is hard to beat – distinctly hip, deliciously quirky and overflowing with colour and style. The house dates to 1600 and stands on the ley line that connects St Michael’s Mount to Stonehenge. You’re in the old town, a stone’s throw from the harbour. It’s a very friendly place, open all day, with staff who stop to chat. Interiors overflow with originality: the restaurant has pop art on walls of wood, there’s a wood-burner in the playful sitting-room bar, then ping pong and table football in the garden, where you’ll find a beach bar, a smokehouse and the odd barbecue. Bedrooms come in different shapes and sizes. Some have brightly colourful murals, others have wood-clad walls and up-cycled furniture. All have super-comfy beds, Roberts radios, white linen and toppers to assure a good night’s sleep. Gorgeous new rooms have sliding doors to flawless bathrooms, one has a copper bath and a balcony. You get American pancakes, local eggs and homemade granola at breakfast, perhaps home-smoked ribs or roasted sea bass for dinner. Don’t miss St Michael’s Mount or the wild west coast.