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. A big kitchen (Aga, pine table, pots and pans, Belfast sink) leads to a small dining room, which leads to a sitting room with a fireplace in its middle and a study to the rear; there’s a bedroom too on this floor. The style is an engaging mix -plump sofas, a shelf of books, a jug of flowers, assorted china… kick off your shoes and unwind. More bedrooms upstairs, all plainly furnished, crisp and white, most with country views through stone-framed windows and two with views of the sea. What to do? With such special surroundings you’ll not stray far – walks from the door, a great village pub, and a buckets-and-spade beach just below.