THERE are those friends’ houses that you arrive at on a Friday evening for the weekend, bleary-eyed from snail-paced, rush-hour traffic and foolishly fuelled by service station crisps, that bring you back to life. Candles lit, fires roaring, a hum around the Aga and a drinks trolley already in full swing by the time you collapse through the front door. It’s an enviable art and one in which chef Hugo Guest and his artist wife Olive have
Glebe House
Mar 14, 2024
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