There’s a homely, quirky ambience to this big stone farmhouse, once the presbytery of the church down the road. The buildings surround a ground floor courtyard with an open gallery on the first floor. Deborah and David look after their guests: you breakfast on cheeses and hams, eggs, local melon and homegrown figs, Deborah’s fig and Armagnac jam, outside in the courtyard on balmy days. If you’re feeling idle you can have a continental in your room.
Order a packed lunch and set off for walks through the fields and woods surrounding you, or take a book to a shady spot in the garden or on the balcony. If it’s raining you’ll be comfy in the charmingly cluttered salon with the wood-burner blazing and a huge library of books in three languages. Upstairs bedrooms have polished wooden floors, marshmallows, chocolate and gorgeous views.
Visit vineyards, return to one of Deborah’s home-cooked dinners, with local recipes a speciality.