Drop south over the mountain, turn right towards the sea, lose yourself in tiny lanes, then find heaven. You’re cast adrift in the lush folds of west Cork, as lovely a spot as you will find anywhere in the world. As for this gorgeous cottage, well, Beth’s impeccable style has covered the whole place with something beautiful and if you abhor the bland and predictable and yearn instead for old-fashioned splendour, then your dreams will come true here. Outside, wild daisies and climbing roses hog the limelight; inside, a treasure trove of beautiful things waits to be discovered. The sprawling art is utterly irreproachable, there are books by the hundred, home-grown flowers, a rocking chair in front of a peat fire in the cosy sitting room. Nothing is ordinary, viz. the shoe trees nailed to the panelled wall by the claw-foot bath on which to hang your towel. Elsewhere, a gilt mirror above the big bed, lovely rugs on shiny wood floors and a super kitchen that will fulfil every need. Doors open onto a path that leads down to a wild flower meadow. A perfect place to escape the world.