The Lodge at @riversidecottage is a private riverside home — three guest rooms, one wood fire, and the long, unhurried quiet of moving water just beyond the garden wall.
Some places ask to be noticed. The Lodge doesn't. It sits low against the riverbank, half-hidden by old willows and garden roses, and lets the water do most of the talking. You'll hear it from your window, your bathtub, the kitchen table where breakfast is set out each morning.
This is a homestay in the truest sense — a family home first, and a place to sleep second. Your hosts live on the property, know which bend of the river holds the kingfishers, and will leave you entirely alone until you ring. No concierge desk. No lobby. No rush.
Three rooms, one sitting room with a working fire, and roughly forty metres of private riverbank. That's the whole offer.
Three rooms, each with its own character and its own view of the river. Choose by mood, not by star rating.
Our principal room. A linen-dressed king bed set under a low-beamed ceiling, a deep armchair by the window, and a roll-top bath that looks directly onto the river. Wake to mist on the water and the unhurried clatter of the garden's blackbirds.
A softer, smaller room at the back of the house — vintage brass bed, floral wallpaper faded to just the right shade of gentle, and a private door onto the rose garden. Best for solo travellers, writers, and anyone with a book they've been meaning to finish.
Our top-floor suite — a sitting room with a daybed and writing desk, a separate sleeping loft under the eaves, and a private balcony that catches the last of the evening light on the water. The room we'd choose for ourselves.
The Lodge sits on a quiet bend, downstream of the village and upstream of almost everything else. From the garden wall you can watch the season change in the colour of the water — peaty brown in November, glassy green in July, and on certain cold January mornings, a low mist that sits on the surface until nearly ten.
There's a wooden bench at the water's edge. A pair of kayaks in the boathouse. And nothing else required of you.
The kind of place where you put your phone in the drawer on arrival and don't take it out again until the drive home. The river does something to time.— Eleanor & Mark · stayed in The Kingfisher · October
When you book directly with us — by phone, email, or the form here — you get our lowest rate, our first choice of rooms, and the kind of welcome you don't quite get through a third party.
We're a short walk from the village, an hour from London by train, and roughly three minutes from the moment you stop checking your phone. Use the details here, or simply write — we read every message ourselves.