You join us for coffee on the terrace at Wendy’s house, not that you’ll really be bothering about the coffee. Or indeed the raspberry and almond muffins.
No, you’ll probably be enjoying the view, wondering why nobody has asked to see your National Trust card, and also wondering how long you can decently wait before heading to the gift shop in search of postcards and novelty tea towels. It’s that sort of place.
Wendy lives in a modest manor house, which dates back – as far as I