Stratford-upon-Avon is somewhere that everyone should visit at least once in their lives. It’s a tourist mecca, but for a reason with a history that holds proud and literary links to Shakespeare, making it a great place to spend a little time. We picked Alveston Manor Hotel and Spa for several reasons, and loved every sun-soaked minute that we stayed there.
We’ve visited before, years ago as a day trip from London, but this time it was to rest, relax and explore quietly after a very busy few months.
“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine, with sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.”
― William Shakespeare,
We simply fancied a relaxing staycation, and booked ourselves into one of the coach house suites for 24 hours of indulgence.
With a very generous square footage, we enjoyed kicking back in the understated 4-star elegance – simple and sweet.
My favourite aspect of our suite was the terrace – and why we fancied booking it in the first place.
This spot is where I spent the afternoon, catching up on my favourite blogs whilst the Mr watched the Football – both of us with a glass wine in hand, enjoying the soft breeze that played across our toes. Enjoying a few hours of relaxation (well, between the goals) before dinner.
The bathroom was quite long – which isn’t conducive for blogging photos (#firstworldproblems) but perfectly proportioned for the two of us.
Adding to the general relaxation, in the spirit of local fairies, we even had a pottle of Elemis sleep aid to spray on our pillows in our clutch of bathroom goodies – though it wasn’t needed in the end
The famous ‘kissing tree’ lives in its gardens – the one where allegedly William Shakespeare had his first kiss and where A Midsummer Night’s Dream was first performed.
We enjoyed a few hours in the spa’s pool and sauna/steam rooms, before repairing for our repast.
The rest of the hotel is a calm, wood-panel lined study in neutral tones and historic curios. Just a mile from the Stratford-upon-Avon train station, this gracious manor house is within a reasonable walking distance of Stratford’s old black-and-white centre and the Royal Shakespeare Company theatres. You cross historic Clopton Bridge, still complete with toll house, to reach the heart of town – but be aware it has very narrow footpaths.
“My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn I saw good strawberries in your garden there; I do beseech you send for some of them…”
We slipped into the hotel restaurant for dinner, which was delicious and quite refined without becoming fussy…
…dessert definitely made us smile, as did our waiter fully sympathising with our murmurs about the energy-sapping heat…
…and we enjoyed a tipple or two in the bar as the sun began to set. Retiring to our chamber, we switched on the tellybox and dreamily watched the summer romance of Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey in Dirty Dancing.
“And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow’s eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.”
― William Shakespeare,
Waking up the next morning to a rat-a-tat-tat on our door, and the sweetest words “room service!” I immediately moved us out to the terrace, to sit amidst the birdsong as we nibbled our repast, fuelling us up for a day of exploring.
You know it’s pretty when even the boy gets his phone out…
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*Bonus points if you get the subtle Midsummer Night’s Dream references scattered throughout this post!