Honey
Wildflower honey from our hives, in jars and in the comb.
In the old stone barn beside the tea room: our own honey, eggs and flour, and the best of what our neighbours grow and make.
Wildflower honey from our hives, in jars and in the comb.
Breakfast, Earl Grey and mint, blended for us in Painswick.
Damson, gooseberry and green tomato, made in small pans by a neighbour.
From hens that roam the orchard, collected every morning.
Stoneground wholemeal and white, in bags of one and three kilos.
Tea towels and aprons woven in the valley, washed soft.
We started the shop because our customers kept asking where to buy honey as good as our honey cake.
Now the barn holds the work of nine farms and kitchens in the valley: tea from a blender in Painswick, cider from Woodmancote, chutneys from Ruth's sister and linen from a weaver in Chalford.
If it is on our shelves, we know the people who made it.

Tuesday to Sunday from eight, with parking in the yard and dogs welcome on a lead.