The chalet is up a narrow street on the south-facing flank of the town, 100m from the ski bus and high enough up to look down – a perfect vantage point for the weekly torch procession. It’s a real old farmhouse built in 1835, with an authentic feel, original slates, knobbly beams, and heaps of space. The English owners, generous and kind, live in an apartment on the ground floor; they enjoy entertaining and are loving this new venture. Everything has been beautifully considered, from the study/snug with its wood-burner to the walk-through ski room with ex-chapel benches; from the big fabulous living area on the top floor to the media room in between. Imagine silver reindeer heads and a sweeping crushed-velvet sofa, a long matt-white dining table and downlighters to illuminate the stairs. Original are one bedroom’s cowhide wallpaper and another’s wooden ‘sun-beam’ ceiling; new are the stencilled wall lights and the tartan flourishes. Snuggle under sheepskins on the sheltered balcony and devour a chocolate muffin; the food is fabulous, the beers, wines and cheeses are top-notch.