As you come in through the garden the inimitable scent of the hot dry south envelopes you: lavender, resiny pine, aromatic herbs, it’s magical. The low-slung house stands discreetly in its unmanicured setting of Mediterranean trees, shrubs and plants – but lift you eyes to the massive bar of the Lubéron range beyond. Amazing. There’s a beautiful pool to one side, a hammock slung in a private corner, deck chairs to carry to other secluded spots – or sink into a canvas easy chair on the wide terrace with a glass of chilled Provençal rosé and some spicy local olives. Inside is Rosie’s pride and joy, her “kitchen for real cooks”, where you will surely find every spice you could possibly want for that special celebration dish. The big dining/sitting room has books to borrow and a guest paperback library. Should a cloud come over, the sitting room sofas are deeply comfortable. Bedrooms and bathrooms are perfect in their simple colours and fittings. No need to hover anxiously over the children, nothing is over-smart and the much-travelled owners’ interesting mementoes are mostly out of reach. They are a lovely, fascinating couple.