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House B&B Nettlecombe West Milton Loscomb Mapperton Askerswell Loders Uploders North Poorton South Poorton Kingcombe Toller Porcorum Toller Fratrum Toller Whelme Cattistock Chilfrume Corscombe Cerne Abbas Sydling St. Nicholas |
Dorset Farmhouse Bed and Breakfast Accommodation Wildlife and Wildlife Reserves Photo Gallery of guest house and places near us West Dorset Villages Powerstock Near Powerstock, Nettlecombe, West Milton, Loscombe, Mapperton, Askerswell, Loders, Uploders, North Poorton, South Poorton, Kingcombe, Toller Porcorum, Toller Fratrum, Toller Whelme, Cattistock, Chilfrume, Corscombe, Cerne Abbas, Sydling St. Nicholas...so many tiny, unspoilt villages and hamlets.... "My Dorset…..is West Dorset….But within it lies the heartland, the Magic Circle, which you can pin down by striking a compass point into Powerstock Church. Within a radius of three or four miles lies the best of it, the crème de la crème in landscape terms…" "If you are mad about the countryside, as I am, you would not want to live anywhere else.." "The hills were as green as only Dorset hills can be. The fields were full of buttercups. The apple trees were in blossom, and the cuckoos were calling and I thought that I had never seen anywhere so beautiful or quintessentially English" Driving from Dorchester or Bridport, you could be forgiven for thinking that this part of West Dorset was almost totally uninhabited, but tucked away, nestling in hidden, gentle valleys, are numerous undiscovered villages and hamlets where time seems to stand still and lovingly tended gardens melt into the surrounding landscape. "Burrowing between steep banks of campion and cow-parsley… let the signposts steer you deeper and deeper into the slumbering vales and rounded hills of England's soft under-belly; to quiet villages by the score, roofed with thatch, smothered with roses, built of stone like chiselled honey." ""I could hardly wait to catch the train to Dorchester and then drive Westward, following the sun over the Roman Road to Eggardon, where the wide chalklands of the South Country ends and the true West Country begins...." "And then down, down through sunken lanes awash with cow parsley and wild garlic pouring in through the car windows, down into the soft silence and folded hollows of Powerstock."
All quotations, unless otherwise stated, From Brian Jackman's "My Dorset", Dorset Magazine, October1999. for more photos, see Photo Gallery |