“Yes,” said Belle, as we checked into the Old Stocks Inn in Stow-on-the-Wold, “this is me. This is my aesthetic.”
“This is your aesthetic?” I repeated, turning around slowly to face her. I feel sometimes like I don’t really understand the modern world and the language young people use. She’s always telling me to do things like ‘search things up’ on the internet and yesterday I went into Waterstones and there was a whole display that I just didn’t understand – it seemed to be young people from The YouTube who had made their own picture books with silly names.
“Yes,” she said. “You know, the pastels?”
I didn’t know, but I took her word for it, because the decor at the Old Stocks Inn was amazing. They have clearly gone to a lot of effort with the finish, and from the minute we arrived there was that lovely feeling of being spoilt – the sort of feeling that makes you sit a little bit more neatly at dinner, and be sure to always be smiling, to fit in with the nice surroundings.
We were shown to our room – the bunker.
Thankfully there was no aspect of it at all that actually resembled a bunker, and we were thrilled with it. It’s designed for families with up to three children, which makes a nice change for a hotel, and Belle was immediately at home in her area, which had triple-stacked bunks and an XBox. We were particularly pleased with the way you could separate the children’s area with a curtain, so we could all have a bit of privacy at the same time as feeling like a family.