Through dappled woodland, down the drive swathed with wild flowers – and there it is, tucked into sloping fields, a chunky A-frame house of young oak and reclaimed wood, with a cedar shingle top, and totally in tune with the landscape. The whole place gives a feeling of space with its big front windows and upstairs open to the roof – peer down from the bedroom to see the round dining table (antique, with claw feet) below. Warm, welcoming and open-plan, the house has planked floors, squashy armchairs and sofas (retro-Deco in brown leather) and a wood-burner that belts out the heat. There are logs, paperbacks, games, DVDs, and a telescope for the views – breathtaking in all weathers. There’s a super new oven, and a lovely old Aga (lit in cooler months) and a handy dishwasher. Cows moo, the (filtered) water’s from the well and you can hear the stream from the veranda … it may feel like deep country but the farm shop is ten minutes. For foodies there’s Bridport, for sailors Lyme Regis, for fossil-hunters, the Jurassic coast. Heaven.