Fareham House is like stepping inside a much-loved, but faded and dog-eared book of fairytales - the pages might be creased and worn, but the magic is very much still there. In addition to the wealth of recorded stories of Fareham's history, the house and gardens reveals hints of thousands of unrecorded stories; in the old wallpapers, the funny little cupboards, and the garden where old varieties and traditional English garden flowers mingle with NZ native trees. We were enchanted.
Obviously, you'd need a squillion dollars to bring the place back up to it's original standard so that's just not possible. So instead the current owners are doing a lovely job of preserving it as best they can by respecting the spirit of the home. All the supplied linens were of a high standard and in generous supply. There were numerous thoughtful touches, and the breakfast was much appreciated. Maureen was a wonderful host.