My blog has always been a place for the loveliest of lovely things. I created it with the view of providing a hub of gorgeousness and a little corner of wonder… and so I endeavour to only ever write about things that make me truly happy.
My blog has never been a place for negativity (personal or otherwise), crossness or politics. And it will continue to be this way, however it feels that since last Friday, there has been an enormous Brexit-shaped elephant in my blogging chambers… so I want to address it briefly and simply say, I voted to stay.
I am devastated that we’re leaving, but now that the shock has passed, I’m just left feeling sad and with a head full of cobwebs that need to be blown away… and if I could choose to be anywhere right now, it would be at The Gallivant, where I spent a few days recently with the love of my life and wonderful man, who is somehow not letting me spiral off into Brexit Oblivion (that is an actual place) and keeps reminding me that we are going to be ok. Because that’s what we do. We make it ok.
The Gallivant is a magical dot on the map, practically ON the beach itself, a stone’s throw from pretty Rye, and is a haven of roaring fires, sofas to sink into, rolltop baths, goose down pillows, cake and tea and homemade deliciousness at every meal… Oh, and it’s just over an hour to get to from London.
We visited when we were in the midst of house trouble ourselves, and just needed somewhere to escape to. Somewhere to breathe in sea air, eat fresh fish and get a little perspective… we’re ok. We’re ok. The Gallivant swallowed us up in an enormous hug, fed us, watered us and sent us off for dream-filled mind-clearing walks along the expansive beach….
Oliver Joyce heads up the kitchen alongside Kevin Bennett, his number two. Between them they have worked in some of the best restaurants in the UK including The Waterside Inn at Bray, Alain Ducasse at The Dorchester, Chapter One and Buckingham Palace…
We were served the freshest fish from local inshore fishermen they know by name, salt marsh meat and vegetables and fruit grown by families, many of whom have been farming in the area for many generations…
The food really is exceptional… and the breakfast will knock your socks off.
And we always looked forward to dinner…
Every day at 4pm, they served tea and homemade cake – complimentary for all guests of the hotel. I’m not going to lie – this was VERY EXCITING for me. All you can eat cake? Come on. That’s ridiculous. And possibly the best thing in life ever.
So no matter what’s keeping you awake at night, causing you worry or picking away at your brain, I prescribe a night or two at The Gallivant. Where the beds are marshmallow-comfortable, the beach is never-ending, the food is spectacular, the baths are deep… and there is unlimited tea and cake.
There’s no place like The Gallivant. There’s no place like The Gallivant.
New Lydd Road, Camber
Rye, East Sussex, TN31 7RB
We were guests of The Gallivant, but as always, thoughts and opinions are my own.
This post was shot on my LEICA D-LUX – dinky but dynamic ;)