They also have very comfortable self-catering options at the rural site on the edge of the Pembrokeshire National Park: with historic towns of Tenby and Pembroke, sandy beaches, castles and other attractions conveniently nearby.
During my first stay, I was able to spend a few days exploring the stunning coastline and two relaxing nights in my cosy, peaceful room. I awoke to a lovely healthful breakfast Tina had thoughtfully laid out for me, refreshed and ready to explore beautiful beaches and lily ponds.
The great thing about these hosts is they're genuinely interested in you, without being at all intrusive - as well as very interesting.
I gratefully sampled the amazing variety of leafy greens and herbs from their impressive garden. Eating green and breathing clear seaside air was so energising and purifying for me.
My first stop was Freshwater East: a sweeping sandy beach, perfectly soft underfoot, the deep blue ocean shimmering in the sun and a few families with children playing happily in the sand.
I also visited the gorgeous Stackpole Walled Gardens and took a stroll in the sun through Bosherston Lily Ponds, then down to Barafundle Bay (named one of the UK's best beaches). The whole of this area was dreamlike with what could be described as a celestial atmosphere.
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I cannot wait to smell them in full bloom the next time I visit, particularly the Salvia elegans scarlet pineapple – with foliage that smells of ripe pineapple.
My second visit in February
Ever since that first stay, I had longed to return. And so, in February this year, I finally took my chance for another weekend escape.
Though obviously not swimming weather, the winter experience was just as beneficial. The wholesome charm of Lower Lamphey Park is to be all the more relished and appreciated after a long, gusty ramble through miles and miles of yellow gorse along the clifftops, to blow away the winter cobwebs.
Tina and I took a long walk starting from Stackpole, through Bosherston lily ponds where we spotted a variety of birds including swans, goosanders and the standing, spectral figures of cormorants on faraway branches, watching over us as we passed: to Broadhaven Beach with its craggy rock face, then to Barafundle Bay.
From there, we decided to carry on to Freshwater East, up over the cliff tops to Swanlake Beach where hundreds of 'mermaid's purses' and curious relics of the ocean lay in wait amongst the seaweed on the shiny, smooth, multi-coloured pebbles. Tina collected a bucket of grit for her garden while I collected seaweed, as we marvelled at the remains of the unidentified creatures.
Finding our way back down towards Freshwater East at dusk, where a few local fishermen stood, the coconut fragrance of the gorse together with wood smoke from over hills filling our nostrils - we fell silent as the sun sank into the ocean. A velvet sky with fluffy blue clouds hugging the golden horizon at the edge of infinity. It was almost mythical, in the gibbous moonlight.
Smiles go on for miles . . . .
Perfecting the art of market trading, they even hand weave their own willow baskets for customers to put their produce in!
So to top off my experience, I had a go at willow weaving while we listened to the music of Norah Jones and Sarah McLachlan over a cuppa and conversation. These were all entirely optional activities, of course! But it really did make me yearn to live a simple, down-to-earth life.
It's worth noting: staying at Lower Lamphey Park can be as involved or as autonomous as you'd like. But these people are worth getting to know.
A perfectly decadent evening to end to a perfect weekend: with Moroccan pilav rice and squash followed by apricot and chocolate tart and lively conversation.