IN case you missed it, I spent a wonderful weekend at Boschendal, full of eating, drinking and playing.
I’ve told you about The Werf restaurant, the amazing farm shop, the Deli, drive-in movies and luxurious accommodation in there Werf Cottages. There’s a super deal on at the moment for Bertha’s Retreat, where children can stay free (Ts&Cs obviously, more info here). Boschendal is a brilliant destination for families with children; there are loads of activities for them that are fun and educational.
Personally, I’m not a fan of the small humans, which is fine because there’s even more for large ones to do, as you have already seen.
On Sunday morning, I swopped friends (sharing the love, you see) and bade Sexy Deborah adieu and bonjour Nicole Biondi. We were to go horse riding. I love horse riding. Nicole Biondi did not, as such. She’d done it once before and her feelings were similar to mine about children. However, she dressed the part and it worked.
Off we went to the stables where we were greeted by a gentle man by the name of Bra Jakes, who brought our horses and ascertained our skills level. I got the dapple grey named Bazooka or Bamboozle or Bazinga (I’m going with Bazooka, touched by an angel) and Nicole’s was Queen Elizabeth. Bra Jakes was very calming and reassuring and his manner put Nicole at ease.
With this kind of riding, it’s pretty much as safe as it can be (of course, it’s an animal and unexpected things can happen); the pace is gentle and the horses are well-trained for novice riders. Things became easier with Bazooka, when Jakes told me the reason he wanted to walk off the path and in the undergrowth was because he didn’t have shoes on all his feet, shame. We took a slow amble around the farm, eventually emerging through the trees into the vegetable garden in front of The Werf restaurant.
After freshening up at the cottage, freshly clothed in suitably summery frocks – it’s a bit weird to be writing this now it’s flipping chilly; that day was probably the last of the truly hot ones of the season – we headed to the Rose Garden for a picnic.
In other words, I was happy this particular picnic also takes place at a table. And what a picnic it is. Wow.
Really? All right then. I was willing to give up my cold meats to find out if this was true. I put it down on a piece of brown paper, and sure enough, off the bees went. As you might imagine with such appetites, they are rather robust. Fascinating. Although Boschendal’s operation is proudly hyper-local, with much of the produce for all your meals, from The Werf to the Deli to picnics, coming from the farm, you can rest assured you’re not getting meat honey (honey is sourced elsewhere). Although I wouldn’t mind tasting it…
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PHOTO CREDIT: Bianca Coleman ©