The Inspector stops at the Beckford Arms, a 'wonderfully atmospheric' 18th century Wiltshire inn

The inspector stops at a "wonderfully atmospheric" 18th century Wiltshire inn that's guaranteed to warm the hulls on a freezing winter night with its crackling fires and "proper bar". impressed with his "excellent" sirloin steak main course at the inn restaurantRemember the inspector pays his way...and says it like it's

Nothing warms the hulls like arriving at the Beckford Arms on a freezing winter night. Crackling fires; slab; good old wooden bar; comfortable sofas; walls adorned with artwork (and a Cambridge University train); wellies in the lobby but not all lined up like they're auditioning for a glossy magazine; an original bay window; happy chatter.

There are eight bedrooms in this wonderfully atmospheric 18th century inn on the Fonthill Estate, owned by Lord Margadale, near Tisbury, Wiltshire. Ours is described as "very small" - and full marks for honesty. It's tiny, with a shower room in what at one time must have been a closet. The casement window measures approximately 2ft x 1ft.

We crave a cup of tea but notice there are tea bags worn in the teapot. And we wonder why the single image looks like semen flying through the air.

Inspector checks into a

It's a relief to come down, where there is a series of bedrooms and cozy rooms, including a private dining room that can accommodate 12 people. To the rear is a patio area with wool rugs and heaters, perfect for smokers.

Some of the paintwork might need touching up and there may be a little too much staining for some people. "More shabby than chic," says my wife.

The Inspector stops at the Beckford Arms, a 'wonderfully atmospheric' 18th century Wiltshire inn
The inspector stops at a "wonderfully atmospheric" 18th century Wiltshire inn that's guaranteed to warm the hulls on a freezing winter night with its crackling fires and "proper bar". impressed with his "excellent" sirloin steak main course at the inn restaurantRemember the inspector pays his way...and says it like it's

Nothing warms the hulls like arriving at the Beckford Arms on a freezing winter night. Crackling fires; slab; good old wooden bar; comfortable sofas; walls adorned with artwork (and a Cambridge University train); wellies in the lobby but not all lined up like they're auditioning for a glossy magazine; an original bay window; happy chatter.

There are eight bedrooms in this wonderfully atmospheric 18th century inn on the Fonthill Estate, owned by Lord Margadale, near Tisbury, Wiltshire. Ours is described as "very small" - and full marks for honesty. It's tiny, with a shower room in what at one time must have been a closet. The casement window measures approximately 2ft x 1ft.

We crave a cup of tea but notice there are tea bags worn in the teapot. And we wonder why the single image looks like semen flying through the air.

Inspector checks into a

It's a relief to come down, where there is a series of bedrooms and cozy rooms, including a private dining room that can accommodate 12 people. To the rear is a patio area with wool rugs and heaters, perfect for smokers.

Some of the paintwork might need touching up and there may be a little too much staining for some people. "More shabby than chic," says my wife.

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