A few weeks back I spent one day and night at Wallett’s Court, a luxury spa hotel sat, perched upon the white cliffs of the Kent coast. It is the most wonderful and necessary setting often forgotten amongst the concrete streets and plastic houses of London – and any other city for that matter. A short train journey and all immediate concerns are detached, removed and then left at the gates to this 300 year old cottage. Super.
The intention of my visit was to write and photograph a food feature for The Weekender, a Kent based freemium. Wallett’s Court offers foraging courses and it was to be a day out rummaging through the ‘garden of England’, clay pigeon shooting and ‘tasting’ – as well as the jacuzzi, sauna and enormous wide-screen TV in my room.
It was, however, still mid-February, blowing a gale, and a little nippy. There wasn’t too much to forage either.
That said, Spring and Summer are the best seasons to get out and by all accounts extraordinarily fruitful.
I’d recommend it to anyone who enjoys walking – and then eating.