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The Cliff Room
Closest to the water, with a deep window seat cut into the western wall.
King bed · Sea-facing bath · Reading alcove

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Nine quiet rooms hold the horizon close. Lime plaster, dark oak, washed linen and nothing that competes with the sea.
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Closest to the water, with a deep window seat cut into the western wall.
King bed · Sea-facing bath · Reading alcove

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An upper room for long light, built beneath the pitch of the old roofline.
King bed · Upper-floor view · Writing table

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Two spare rooms joined by a hearth, for mornings that begin without a clock.
Bedroom and sitting room · Hearth · Private terrace

Days here are measured in weather: the turn of a tide, the warmth of a cup, the last workable light.

First-light walks
Boots by the door before breakfast.

Seaweed tea
Steeped slowly after the cold water.

Tide-pool bathing
A sheltered swim when the sea allows.

Evening rows
The old harbour at slack water.

Supper follows the boats and the garden. Day fish over coals, mussels opened with cider, roots and greens pulled within walking distance.
One menu. Written each afternoon.
No exhaustive list. Just the places we return to, at the hour they feel most themselves.
Windward walking after rain
From the gateA clear-water swim at high tide
12 min walkBread, sea salt and Saturday produce
18 min cycleOysters beside the working harbour
9 min driveThe last light over open water
Before dusk
Choose a room, leave the rest of the itinerary open, and let the weather decide what comes next.