Lincoln red cows and Longwool sheep surround this attractive farmhouse and you’re in good walking, riding and cycling country. Bedrooms are large light and traditional with mahogany furniture; two have heart-stopping views over the garden to farmland. If I were a bird I would go and live in this garden. Over an acre of delicious smelling flowers, shrubs and hedges (sea buckthorn because the thrushes like the berries). “Scent is the thing,” says Clare, a botanist, and even her favourite daffodil smells lovely. Follow a formal path bordered by lonicera hedges, under a solid pergola over which golden hop and honeysuckle battle for the sky, to lawn and large borders full of sweet-smelling roses, elaeagnus, sedum and a pocket handkerchief tree – planted to commemorate an anniversary! A box parterre has been created in the vegetable garden and beds are full and colourful – thousands of bulbs pop up in the spring. There’s a vast cherry tree underplanted with more bulbs, periwinkles and holly, a peony bed interplanted with sweet-smelling viburnum, and then a whitebeam arch through which peeps a wildflower meadow.