Earlier this year, we bought a ridiculously old house. Well, it’s actually called a “court,” but for me, it’s both a holiday home and a twist of fate that feels...
Earlier this year, we bought a ridiculously old house. Well, it’s actually called a “court,” but for me, it’s both a holiday home and a twist of fate that feels straight out of the romcoms everyone loves to revisit once the weather turns. There’s an over-the-top and overdressed fish out of water (me), a raffish Englishmen homesick for Great Britain (my husband Aidan, who will be mortified to read any of this), and an ensemble of quirky characters.