On the edge of unspoilt woodland, in a garden full of trees and colour where 23 tortoises roam (no touching please)… it’s hard to believe you’re a tram ride from Montpellier. The house is recent, the vegetation lush, the tempting pool (mind the alarm) set among atmospheric stone ‘ruins’. In the house are small but comfortable beds in pretty rooms (shuttered in summer) full of family pieces and colour, a good shower room and doors to the terrace. Outside is a sweet little independent ‘studio’ for two. Your exuberant, dynamic hostess loves this place passionately, her garden is an oasis even in winter and the beach is nearby.