A few months ago, my mother-in-law discovered a little Windmill in a place called Sarre (near Canterbury), totally by accident, when she was on her way somewhere else. We have been meaning to visit ever since and finally made a little trip there a couple of weeks ago. It was cheap too, £2 for adults and £1 for kids.
The working mill was so interesting - the kids liked climbing up all the ladders to the top - although D got a bit scared when we were up there and we had to come down pretty sharpish! There is also a lovely teashop there, with gorgeous vintage books, packaging, toys, cookers, prams, signs etc all dotted around. I could have spent hours just looking at them.
F especially liked the old toys and cars.
And D liked the local cats, which we were told were wild but decided to make themselves at home in the mill. Now I'm not a cat person at all, but they were beautiful looking cats and one in particular liked to wander round and then made itself at home in a little basket in the Mill farm shop!
It was a lovely day. Before we left though, we happened to see this gorgeous wood burning stove in the shop.
You might be able to spot the For Sale sign on it, but well...it's not anymore! No it wasn't me, it was my mother-in-law! She showed the picture to her husband that night and said the magic words 'it used to live on a french boat' and she was back to buy it the next day! Ha ha!
I didn't come away completley empty handed, I did buy a bag of Mill flour!!! Not quite a gorgeous stove, but good enough for me.