The Rosevine by Anthony Greenwood I am not sure there is a finer place to head to in the October half term than Cornwall. Or a time I would rather be on one of its beaches than on a bright sunny autumnal day without crowds, melted ice creams and a parking ticket. Heading north with the surf crew or south with the younger rock pooling families was a difficult decision as we have both kinds in our family but my continuing love of the Roseland Peninsula triumphed.
Porthcurnick Beach, seen from The Rosevine
Set above the intimate cove of Porthcurnick Beach, looking across to the
neighbouring pretty fishing village of Portscatho, sits the Rosevine Hotel. Recently under new ownership it captures the intimacy of the boutique guesthouse with the facilities of a well established hotel. Acres of wooden flooring, sea grass, pale greys, candles and a subtle fragrant scent that seems to follow you around. The small team of hard working staff are close to hand with particular mention to the excellent Anna. And everything about it (starting with the neat pile of brightly coloured fishing nets and buckets at the entrance) welcomes families which is a massive relief when turning up with 3 children. This is not the time or place to go for an illicit romp or to put the spark back in an exhausted marriage. It was full of children. Which was encouraged in an exuberant yet well behaved way with a brilliantly equipped play room and kids film nights. Before and after supper, while we sat on the comfiest, squashiest pale linen upholstered sofas in the drawing room with a pile of magazines and the strongest gin & tonics known to man, the children were the other side of an interconnecting door hanging out with new friends. Many of who come back year after year. We joined a weekly feast night with the other families which encourages sociability with sharing platters and large glasses of wine. It was jolly but not culinary. The breakfast buffet similar, you don’t go for the food. What you do go for is the sea view. You can forgive anything if there is a sea view and there wasn’t much to forgive about our room suite with terrace overlooking the bay. Stylishly coastal with white linen, equipped kitchen, fluffy towels piled up and just down the corridor from the indoor heated swimming pool. You can tour around much of Cornwall in a day from this location but we didn’t. We did not stray further than a few miles from the hotel, so much to do right there in the protected little cove, with the Hidden Hut feeding us, chilly sea swimming, beach combing, seal spotting and cliff walks. We walked to Portscatho for breakfast at Tatams and a visit to The Sea Garden for a patchwork cushion. Stuffed with home grown lavender by the smiley pre raphaelite owner who did not balk at the energetic children in her tiny shop. And St Mawes is a short drive away with its Tudor castle and bookended by luxury hotels – Tresanton and Idle Rocks. We loved it. See you there next year.