A surprise night away to a country estate was the perfect excuse to road test my new wax cotton Barbour jacket and wellies. When we weren’t enjoying the spa or chilling in our room at Frimley Hall, we took in the gardens and surrounding woodland and not even a British downpour could spoil our outdoorsy getaway. Fresh air is the best cure for any ailment, I say.
My dream entrance, I would love my house to be covered in Wisteria.
Cut mid-calf, Barbour’s wellies are the perfect throw-on footwear. Mine live right by the backdoor for grizzly days when flip flops in the garden just won’t do.
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