How was your Christmas last year? Midnight Mass by candlelight in a 12th-century chapel? Convivial gatherings of friends and family around old oak tables laden with turkeys and rich, dark, steaming puddings? After-dinner strolls through frost-crisp fields and woodlands? Roaring fires?
Robins? Thought not. Not even one lousy robin, huh?
Maybe this year you should consider exchanging that single-glazed, frostbitten 2 LDK of yours for a thick slice of the seriously insulated good life. In Britain it goes under the name of a stay in a country house hotel.