‘We found ourselves passing into the valley where the house stood. The whole setting just blew us away’
t was on a warm night during Easter two years ago that Monica Simpson first broached the idea of a relocation. “Why don’t we move here permanently?” she asked her husband James. Looking at the flickering fire pit, the surrounding valley and the house of Cotswold stone above, James found himself succumbing to the idea. A few minutes later Monica had emailed the school in Kensington their children attended to say they would not be
