Matthew’s family have owned Launcells Barton since 1949. He grew up here, surrounded by beautiful countryside and close to the sea. Life on the old dairy farm was idyllic.
Years later, Matthew invited me to meet his family and experience the unique charm of his childhood home. With the property in desperate need of restoration and repair, he found himself apologising all the way to Cornwall, afraid I might never warm to a place without central heating! His fears were unfounded; I immediately fell for the house, its myriad of hallways, the grand exterior and the great sense of history contained within its walls.
That evening, we took a walk together through the surrounding fields. Armed with a brand new pair of wellies, I held Matthew’s hand as he raced up muddy paths towards the top of the farm. Pointing into the distance, he urged me to look out across the horizon. As I watched the sunset over the Cornish Sea, I knew Launcells Barton had stolen my heart.
