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The walled garden, before lunch
A kitchen garden behind a brick wall, the part of the estate the kitchens depend on. Most mornings you walk through it once on the way somewhere else.
Hampshire · England
Heckfield Place
A Georgian country house in Hampshire, restored slowly and farmed biodynamically, with two kitchens written by Skye Gyngell and a thatched-roof spa at the edge of the woods.
The verdict
A Georgian house brought back without hurry, set on a farm it eats from. The pace begins at the gate and slows from there — the kind of weekend where the light, the meal and the path are all set by the same hand.
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The particulars
- Style
- Georgian country house, on a working biodynamic estate
- Estate
- Roughly four hundred acres — house, farm, walled garden, lakes and woodland
- Tables
- Two — Marle for the longer evening, Hearth at the fire
- Kitchen
- Written by Skye Gyngell, fed by the property's own farm
- Spa
- The Bothy — thatched-roof, with an indoor pool kept at the temperature of patience
- Best for
- A long London weekend, walked rather than driven
- Season
- Late spring through October; the gardens loudest in June
Heckfield Place is a Georgian house in north Hampshire, an hour or so out of London by car. Its current shape took more than a decade to recover — slowly stripped, slowly returned, slowly re-named — and the result is the rare English country-house hotel that doesn't seem to be selling itself in the lobby. The lobby, in fact, hardly is one.
The estate is the part most properties don't have. Roughly four hundred acres run from the lawn to the woodland; a walled kitchen garden and a biodynamic farm sit in the middle, and the kitchens are written from what arrives that morning. Skye Gyngell's name is on Marle and Hearth — the longer table and the shorter one — and both menus read like the season they were cut in.
The Bothy at the back of the estate keeps the day's slowest hour. A thatched roof, an indoor pool, herbal preparations mixed in the same room they end up in — its restraint is the property's restraint, scaled down. London is sixty minutes from the gate; the trip back can take all afternoon if you let it.
Signature moments
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Dinner at Marle
Skye Gyngell's longer table sits in a room with the garden written into it. The plate belongs to its growing season — what was cut at four arrives at eight, and rarely arrives twice the same way.
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An hour at the Bothy
A thatched-roof spa at the edge of the woods, an indoor pool held at a quiet warmth. The afternoon ends here whether or not you mean it to.
Inside the house
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