Your small converted barn – one large room with a kitchen to one end – is next door to owner Charlotte’s 17th-century manor house, part of a small hamlet settled into the largely undiscovered Howgills. Large, light and filled with colour, the barn also has loads of books, a Scandinavian wood stove and a grand piano – a Bechstein no less – so you may not mind if the weather is foul. The kitchen has all you need for holiday cooking with just a few basics in the cupboards.
Admire the views from an extra long bath facing the window in the gloriously green bathroom, climb wooden stairs to a big bed on a mezzanine floor and lord it over the eclectic hotchpotch of interesting things, sleep peacefully in the quiet with no traffic noise to disturb.
Walking among these hills, which rise to 2,000 feet, is bracing – as is cycling – but you’ll discover old lime-kilns, a stone circle and soul-stirring views.