This was my second visit to the utterly unique Woodstocker Inn. Last time I went in late summer, this time I wanted snow - I am a Scot exiled in the far south of England! And oh did I get snow - absolutely feet of it and it was bitterly cold. But the temperature inside was delicious and the welcome from the owners of the Inn, Dora Foschi and David Livesley, even warmer. My airline managed to mislay my bag - for five days as it eventually turned out - so I arrived with only the clothes I stood up in and no toiletries or medication and no tartan outfit to bring in the New Year! David and Dora immediately supplied all necessary tooth paste and brush, soap, moisture cream etc etc and huge amounts of sympthy and coffee. They were tireless in their badgering of the airline over the next few days and took me to buy replacement clothes (I am very large so not that easy to dress!) - we didn't succeed in the tartan department but at least I was warm and clean.
The Inn is a place of constant delight - amazing baths and showers, huge and delicious breakfasts, and the library which is where I spent a great deal of my time, Stanley the resident hound at my feet and a slice of fruit cake to munch while browsing. Dora and David are lively companions should you wish conversation, discrete if you do not.
I had my snow and I did indeed return to the UK completely chilled out. I can't recomment The Woodstocker Inn highly enough for a unique and happy and theraputic stay.