Find character and history at the bottom of the Fuchsia Valley 100 yards from the sea.

The house sits in three acres of managed wilderness, mown meadow, spreading camellias, flourishing figs (spellbinding in that special haze as the sun filters through the sea mist) with a secluded patio, a double swing seat, and, behind a screen of trees, a tennis court. And the interior seems deliciously old-fashioned – a rare treat these days, when all is leather and chrome and white and predictable.

Alastair SawdayTravel Publisher