I’ve always been enchanted by photos of southern France that feature rows and rows of lavender, but having only ever passed through the area, I’ve never actually seen anything like it. Until I went to Bridestowe Estate, that is.

I visited just before the lavender’s at their best, but it was good enough for me. One could mistaken the scene for the south of France, what with the ochre soil and undulating hills. It makes for a picturesque picnic spot, that’s for sure.