This sweet haven – once a beer store for the pub next door – has the owner’s ‘happy go lucky’ stamp all over it. Tucked away off the High Street, it was Chekkie’s home once, which is why it feels so special. At the far end of the garden of her Georgian house you enter the cottage to find… a small slate-floored hall and a bedroom to the left, a bathroom ahead and a staircase to the right. Then it’s up to the galley kitchen above (a Baby Belling, a mini butler’s sink) and the long lofty sitting room, bright, light and cosy and open to the rafters. Sun streams in from the Juliet balcony, there’s a charming bench-table set with mismatched crocks, and cottage windows overlooking the chimney pots of Petworth, and the garden below. Kick off your shoes and sink into an armchair in faded chintz, or an old leather chair with a rug throw, or a petrol-blue sofa scattered with cushions. A mezzanine with a small bed is reached by a steep ladder, fabulous for kids. As for Petworth, it has fine architecture, antiques to make your mouth water, and edible treats at the Hungry Guest, an amazing restaurant and deli.