Salon Privé returns to Blenheim Palace in September with the most exciting Concours in Europe7/5/2026 Blenheim Palace will play host to Salon Privé once again this year, bringing together automotive excellence, world-class hospitality and luxury lifestyle across a five-day spectacular which runs 2 – 6 September 2026. Now in its 21st year, this September Salon Privé will stage its world-class social occasion, bringing together the finest in classic cars, supercars, hypercars, fine dining, and high-end luxury brands including Boodles, Pommery and Vertu. Set against the iconic backdrop of Blenheim Palace, a UNESCO World Heritage Site and birthplace of Sir Winston Churchill, the esteemed event is a hallmark of the British social calendar, synonymous with elegance, craftsmanship and design. Presenting the most complete and exciting Concours in Europe, the Salon Privé Concours by Aviva Private Clients offers an opportunity to experience some of the world’s most exceptional classic cars, many making their UK debut, judged by an international panel of experts. With 30,000 guests expected across the five-day event, this year’s Salon Privé at Blenheim promises to be bigger than ever, with expanded programming and enhanced displays planned to run across the weekend. Two stunning new automotive galleries will form the center piece of the lawn allowing to explore and appreciate a carefully curated display of supercars and hypercars, with daily parades and Concours judging creating further excitement. Throughout the week, visitors will be able to enjoy the Salon Privé lifestyle village, which will welcome luxury vendors offering a refined shopping experience. This thoughtfully crafted outdoor space enhances the guest experience, elevating the signature automotive garden party that Salon Privé is renowned for. Explore Wednesday 2nd September The elegant lawns of Blenheim Palace set the stage as Salon Privé Concours by Aviva Private Clients opens with a celebration of automotive excellence. Guests can enjoy exclusive access to a curated lineup of 11 Classes, including the Golden Age of Motoring, 80 Years of Bristol Cars, Supercar Icons of the 80s and 90s and Glorious GTs, each representing the pinnacle of design and craftsmanship. Explore Thursday 3rd September Thursday continues the Salon Privé Concours by Aviva Private Clients with a showcase of the world’s finest classic cars. Guests can enjoy the stunning display, the elegant Concours Parades and the presentation of top awards, including Class Winners and the People’s Choice, all set within an atmosphere of refined luxury and hospitality. Enhanced by luxury hospitality and entertainment, the event will be an exquisite celebration of automotive excellence. Explore Friday 4th September Friday at Salon Privé is Ladies’ Day by Boodles, offering a stylish celebration of fashion, luxury and performance. The Palace lawns come alive with colour and elegance as guests dress for one of the season’s top social occasions. Highlights include the Boodles Best Hat Competition alongside a spectacular display of supercars, creating a day that blends high fashion with high performance. Explore Saturday 5th September The Salon Privé Club Trophy presented by Lockton launches the weekend with an awe-inspiring display of over 1,500 privately owned sports, super and hyper cars, all competing for the coveted Club Trophy. The day features thrilling parades, live presentations and a vibrant festival atmosphere, making it a must-visit for enthusiasts and families alike. With a unique blend of high-performance automotives and family-friendly entertainment, the Salon Privé Club Trophy presented by Lockton is a Supercar celebration for visitors and enthusiasts of all ages. Explore Sunday 6th September As a fitting conclusion to an extraordinary Salon Privé Week, Supercar Sunday and Lifestyle Clubs Day returns for the second time, bringing together the UK’s leading supercar and lifestyle clubs across the Blenheim Palace lawns. The Concours de Vente also returns, featuring exceptional classic cars offered for sale by leading specialists, judged by an expert panel. This exciting finale delivers an outstanding display of automotive passion and craftsmanship ensuring an unforgettable end to a week of unparalleled luxury and performance. Tickets for Salon Privé 2026 are priced from £60 for entry, rising to up to £645 for luxury hospitality packages. To purchase tickets to Salon Privé visit www.salonpriveconcours.com or to enter your vehicle into the 2026 Concours, complete an application at www.salonpriveconcours.com/apply-to-enter 
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There are few things more absurd than a Michelin-starred restaurant being declared dead by blog post. Not criticised, not reviewed harshly, not even quietly dismissed as “not what it once was,” but pronounced closed, like some sort of culinary obituary written by Chat GPT. And yet this is precisely what happened recently to Lumière in Cheltenham, the husband-and-wife jewel that has just retained its Michelin star (again, because of course it has), and is very much open for business. Not merely open, but flourishing; confident, polished, and quietly at the top of its game. So when the confusion began circulating on social media, we did what any sensible person would do. We booked lunch immediately. Not out of spite, exactly, though there may have been a dash of it, but because if someone is going to spread rumours about one of the Cotswolds’ finest dining rooms, the least we can do is turn up, eat magnificently, and report back. Lumière has now been operating for 17 years under husband-and-wife team Jon and Helen Howe, and it shows in the best possible way. It offers tasting menus in four, six or eight courses (£85, £130, £175). We went for six. Which is the sweet spot, really: enough to feel thoroughly indulged, not enough to require a nap in Montpellier Gardens afterwards with your belt undone and your soul drifting gently out of your body. Jon is the artist in the kitchen, trained under some of the country’s finest Michelin-starred talent, but very much cooking in his own voice. Meanwhile, Helen leads the front of house with warmth and ease, alongside Restaurant Manager Matthew, and together they create that most elusive of experiences: service that feels attentive, personal, professional, but never stiff. There are white tablecloths, certainly, but no sense of intimidation. Nobody is whispering and nobody is judging your pronunciation of “velouté.” A lovely touch is the menu itself, presented on a tablet at the table, a legacy of going paperless after Covid. It sounds like the sort of thing that might ruin the romance. It doesn’t. In fact, it’s rather wonderful: each dish laid out like a chapter in a novel, complete with origins, technique and detail. Between courses I read like a crime novel on a Kindle, except the evidence was crab, asparagus and dangerously good sourdough. The canapés arrived first. Creedy Carver duck doughnut with fig and lime; Cornish crab in a delicate waffle tart with peas and elderflower; and Stinking Bishop with pear and chive. The duck doughnut was an outrageously good one-biter, crisp, rich, sweet, sharp. The sort of thing that makes you briefly consider asking if they do them by the dozen. The crab was all freshness and finesse you could wish for, and the Stinking Bishop was exactly as advertised: you could smell it before you ate it, which was no surprise. What was a surprise is that it may have been my favourite of the three. Then came the sourdough. Not just bread, but an event. A 32-hour labour of obsession, with Wildfarmed flour and the sort of crust that makes a noise when you break it. Two butters followed: Ampersand cultured with Himalayan pink salt, and a chicken butter crowned with crisp skin, which sounds faintly outrageous until you taste it and realise it’s simply genius. Soon after arrived the Cornish John Dory with fennel, St Austell mussels, cauliflower and vadouvan, the dish I would return for alone. Perfectly cooked fish is one of life’s great luxuries, so often promised, so rarely delivered, but this was immaculate. Lightly cured, delicately caramelised, and sitting in a sauce so good I momentarily forgot I was a respectable adult and began mopping it up with bread like a man who’d just survived a famine. Fortunately, I was then told that this was not only acceptable, but seemingly encouraged. Alongside it we had a glass of Woodchester Valley Blanc de Blancs 2019, which felt like the perfect local nod: ripe, elegant, all lemon zest and creamy mousse. The sort of wine that you can't believe is made just down the road. Next came Wye Valley asparagus with morel, wild garlic, truffle and Jersey Royals, a plate that looked like it belonged in a gallery. I'm still a bit unsure how Jon made an asparagus spear look so glamorous. The morels, stuffed and roasted, were earthy and decadent; the truffle butter made everything feel faintly sinful; and the whole dish sang with that early-summer optimism that only asparagus season can bring. Then, a palate cleanser; Lumière’s legendary take on a Tequila Slammer, which has been on the menu for 14 years and is still delivering theatre. Smoke billowed. Sorbet appeared. A lime sphere waited ominously, daring you not to nibble. It was playful, clever, and oddly nostalgic. Tequila is the drink I swore off after a house party at the age of seventeen and have never revisited. If it had always tasted like this, I'd have ended up as tequila connoisseur rather than emotionally scarred. Up next came the “main event”, if such a concept exists on a tasting menu: Mount Grace Farm Kerry Hill hogget, with ewe’s curd, carrot, mint and Cobble Lane pancetta. This was serious cooking. Deeply savoury, beautifully judged, the lamb aged for complexity rather than youth. The loin was tender and caramelised, the belly transformed into something like hogget bacon and the sauce rich with roasted bones and intelligence. It was rustic ingredients treated with refined discipline and the sort of dish that reminds you why fine dining matters when it’s done properly. The wine pairing was Pyramid Valley ‘Earth Smoke’ Pinot Noir 2022, and at £30 a glass it was the price that persuaded us to share a glass. Fortunately, it was superb. Dessert was the first of the British strawberries: New Forest strawberry with duck egg custard, caramelised filo and sorrel. Bright, fresh, intricate, and beautifully balanced. Strawberries in several forms, frozen with liquid nitrogen, compressed, gelled, granita’d (all the technical wizardry I've never really understood). It tasted like the start of summer, centre court at Wimbledon, or, perhaps, like the first day you dare to leave the house without a jumper. And that, really, is the magic of Lumière. It is Michelin-starred dining that never forgets it is meant to be enjoyed. It is clever without being overly showy, luxurious without being pompous. Everything is about the food, yes, but it is also about the feeling. The welcome. The comfort. The sense that you are somewhere special without having to endure any of the stuff that sometimes comes with “somewhere special.” Frankly, this is one of the standout dining experiences in the Cotswolds, and although we went in fully aware of the £130 six-course menu, we still left slightly surprised it wasn’t higher, which is perhaps the highest compliment you can give a restaurant in 2026 without sounding like a complete lunatic. And Lumière, very happily, is not going anywhere. lumiererestaurant.co.uk    
 There are places in this world that do not simply host sport, but hold court. Cheltenham is one of them. And as we turn our collars up against the last sharp breaths of early spring, it is impossible not to feel that familiar tug on the chest with the quiet realisation that we must now wait a whole year for it all to happen again. The 2027 Cheltenham Festival, running from Tuesday 16 to Friday 19 March, is already casting its long shadow across the Cotswolds. Four days that do not merely sit on the calendar, but arrive like an old friend: anticipated, celebrated, and never quite forgotten once they’ve gone. This year, the 2026 Festival reminded us all why Cheltenham is spoken of in reverent tones. It was, without question, one of the finest in recent memory, a meeting where Cleeve Hill seemed to hum with pride as the Cotswolds training yards produced four glorious winners. The O’Neill team struck twice, with Johnnywho and Wilful delivering the sort of performances that live long in conversation and longer still in memory. Ben Pauling added further lustre with Meetmebythesea, while Kim Bailey and Mat Nicholls ensured the local tally was complete when White Noise played her own stirring tune up the famous hill. And now, as quickly as we say goodbye to the 2026 festival, we start to look ahead to next year and the grandest stage in National Hunt racing, where dreams are tested by fences and forged in courage. Champion Day is not simply a Tuesday. It is ignition. A day of energy, expectation, and the kind of electricity that can be felt in the chest. The roar as the first big race turns for home is a sound like no other, not noise, but a living thing, rolling down from the stands and rising into the March air. The Festival begins, properly and proudly, with the sense that anything can happen. Wednesday, with its elegant traditions and unmistakable glamour, brings its own charm. There is always something rather wonderful about seeing the sport’s grit and grandeur framed by tailored coats, polished boots, and a certain Cotswolds sophistication. It is a day when racing and society meet as they always have done, beautifully, and with a glass raised to the occasion. Then comes St Patrick’s Thursday, when the spirit of Ireland seems to sweep through Prestbury Park like a joyful tide. It is colour, song, laughter, and fierce sporting passion rolled into one. No other meeting welcomes the Emerald Isle with quite the same warmth, and no other crowd gives back so willingly in return. And then, at last, Gold Cup Day. Friday. The closing act. The final hymn. A day that carries a particular weight because everyone knows what it represents. The Gold Cup is not merely a race, it is the summit and a race not to be missed. Throughout it all, Cheltenham remains what it has always been: tradition wrapped in spectacle. Whether you are a racing purist studying every stride, or simply drawn by the atmosphere and occasion, the Festival offers something rare: four days where the world feels a little brighter, louder, and more alive. Add in the unrivalled hospitality; exquisite dining, impeccable service, and views that place you right at the heart of the drama, and it becomes more than an event. It becomes a memory in the making. Tickets for Cheltenham Festival 2027 are on sale now. And if last year taught us anything, it is that Prestbury Park will once again have a fantastic story to tell. Because in truth, when it comes to racing, nothing feels like Cheltenham. ALL TICKETS & INFO HERE  A quarter of a century after Trigger Happy TV first unleashed its glorious chaos onto unsuspecting members of the public, the Cheltenham-born comedian is marking the milestone with a full-blown national celebration: a huge 100-date UK tour, honouring the hidden camera phenomenon that went on to sell to 80 countries and reshape modern comedy. Before “viral” was a career path and before YouTube became the world’s stage, Joly was already out there creating the blueprint, armed with an absurdly large mobile phone, a suspicious number of squirrels, and a giant snail that somehow became national treasure status. His anarchic, intelligent style didn’t just define the early 2000s, it quietly set the tone for an entire generation of prank comedy and meme culture that followed. The announcement comes hot on the heels of a major appearance at the Royal Albert Hall, where Joly hosted and performed at the Teenage Cancer Trust comedy night, curated by Robert Smith of The Cure. Sharing the bill with comedy royalty, he revived some of his best-loved characters to a rapturous response - proof, if any were needed, that the world still has an appetite for well-executed mischief. Now, for the first time in decades, those characters are returning properly, live, in person, and with a few surprises. The Trigger Happy TV 25th Anniversary Tour promises behind-the-scenes stories, bloopers, unseen original footage and, perhaps most excitingly, brand-new material. Expect fresh tales of the Giant Snail’s painfully slow zebra-crossing journeys, Dom’s arrest while dressed as a KGB spy, and the long-running obsession with the elusive “grey squirrel.” And yes, the giant mobile phone will, inevitably, feature. For Cheltenham, however, this isn’t just another tour date. It’s personal. Joly has already been making waves locally with Dom Joly’s SpeakeaZy, his cult comedy night at the fiercely independent Steam & Whistle. Approaching its one-year residency this April, it has become something of a town secret, the sort of thing people mention in lowered voices, usually followed by: “You’ll never get a ticket.” The Trigger Happy tour arrives at the Parabola Arts Centre on Saturday 5th December 2026, and with its intimate atmosphere and famously fine acoustics, it’s the perfect venue for two hours of nostalgia, new material, and utter comedic mayhem. While the tour spans 100 dates nationwide, the Cheltenham show is shaping up to be the jewel in the crown, a homecoming in every sense, and arguably the most anticipated night of the entire run. As Joly himself puts it: "I can’t believe it’s been twenty-five years since I first started shouting into a giant mobile phone. Trigger Happy TV changed my life, and bringing these characters back for a massive anniversary tour is a total blast. Cheltenham is my home, and while the SpeakeaZy at the Steam & Whistle has been incredible, bringing the full Trigger Happy chaos to the Parabola is going to be a level up. I can't wait to share some brand-new mayhem with my hometown audience." For all the info and tickets, please visit www.domjoly.tv  I’m going to start with a something that sounds like the conclusion of a midlife crisis. The gym saved my life. It didn’t, of course. Not literally. Nobody dragged me out of a burning building and handed me a protein shake. But in a quieter, more British way, the kind of way where nothing is ever said out loud until you’ve made a joke about it first, it has genuinely changed my life. And for someone who used to view gyms as fluorescent torture chambers filled with men admiring themselves from every possible angle, that is saying something. Before Christmas, I spent a month in Australia for a wedding and to see family, and for a couple of weeks I stayed on Manly Beach. If you’ve never been, Manly is essentially a postcard with abs. Everyone there is not only in ludicrous shape, but also infuriatingly happy. It’s hard to know whether the happiness comes from the exercise, the ocean, or simply the fact that their vitamin D levels are not in a permanent state of British deficiency. Naturally, I started comparing it to the UK, where we spend most of winter looking like damp laundry left out overnight. A friend summed it up perfectly. “If you had your shirt off for seven months of the year, you’d be in good shape too.” He’s right. The British climate isn’t built for visible abdominal muscles. It’s built for jumpers, coats, and pretending we don’t mind the drizzle. You can’t blame the average man in Cotswolds for not maintaining beach body standards when the closest thing we get to a heatwave is a slightly warm day in June that causes panic-buying of fans. But there was something else happening in Australia that I didn’t fully appreciate until later. Every morning I was up at 6am, walking to my favourite coffee spot (Little Legends, which I recommend if you ever find yourself on the other side of the world needing caffeine and a sense of purpose). Then I’d walk along the beach. And the place was alive. Surfers were already in the water, runners were flying past, volleyball games were underway, and there were people like me, the coffee walkers, strolling around as if this was the most normal thing in the world. It felt like everyone had collectively agreed that mornings were not something to endure, but something to use. One dad stood on the sand whistling his son in from the sea. “This is every morning,” he said, shaking his head. “I just can’t get him out the water. He’s meant to be going to school.” I remember thinking how wonderful that is. Imagine your biggest parenting battle being that your child is too committed to surfing at sunrise. I also kept hearing a phrase: think of the 5–9 rather than the 9–5. In other words: don’t let life be swallowed by work. Make your mornings count. Build something for yourself before the day begins. I loved it. I felt inspired. Almost unbearably optimistic. “That’s it,” I thought. “When I get home I’m going to be a morning person. I’ll go for runs. Walk the dog. Enjoy the early hours. Become one of those annoyingly productive people who have already ‘done loads’ before breakfast.” Then we landed back in the UK in early December. It was raining at Heathrow when we arrived and I don't think it stopped until the end of January. The mornings were dark, cold and cheerless. Not the romantic sort of cold either, more the kind that feels personal. The sort of weather that makes you question every decision you’ve ever made, including your choice of country that you live in. There was no 5–9am. There was only 5–9pm, which was equally unpleasant and consisted mostly of eating dinner and wondering why I felt tired all the time. However, just before Christmas, a new gym opened in Bourton-on-the-Water. It’s called SOMA, and it was set up by two friends of mine. SOMA feels less like a traditional gym and more like a very well-designed place that happens to involve exercise. Think quietly stylish Scandinavian wood, greenery, soft lighting. There’s a subtle club-like feel, but without the ego or intimidation that often comes with it. It’s welcoming, well-priced, and refreshingly unpretentious. Now, I have never really been a gym person bar a few courtesy visits when my cousin used to own one near Winchcombe. I’ve always kept myself fairly active. I play padel, I walk the dog, and I play cricket, although cricket is a slightly questionable form of exercise given that most of it involves standing still for three hours and then suddenly sprinting in blind panic because the ball has gone somewhere unexpected. But a gym? Not for me. In my mind, gyms were full of people kissing their biceps in the mirror and taking selfies with captions like “No days off”. I assumed it was all ego, sweat and strange noises. I was very wrong. I joined. It may have been the free Stow Town coffee (some of the best in the Cotswolds by the way) for members that finally tipped me over the edge. I’d love to say it was purely about self-improvement, but I am still British enough to be motivated by caffeine and mild perks. At first, I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. The machines looked like medieval torture devices designed by someone with a personal vendetta against hamstrings. I stuck to the safe options: bike, rower, lat pulldowns, pretty much anything where I couldn’t embarrass myself too publicly. But over time I realised something. The gym wasn’t just about exercise. It was about routine. It was about discipline. And, unexpectedly, it was about mental health. There’s something incredibly grounding about starting your day by doing something difficult on purpose. It clears your head. It resets your mood. And, strangely, it becomes addictive, not in a cult-like way, but in a “why do I feel better after this?” way. SOMA talks a lot about community. Normally, when a business says that, it feels slightly twee. You imagine forced smiles and someone calling you “buddy” a bit too enthusiastically. But this is the opposite. It genuinely feels like a space built for its members, and in many ways, run by its members. People talk. People help. People encourage. Some have joined simply to meet others, which says a lot about modern life, and even more about the kind of environment SOMA has created. The classes are brilliant (even though there was an ABBA-inspired spin class last week which sounds like double punishment), the atmosphere is relaxed, and best of all nobody looks at you like an idiot if you don’t know how a machine works. Quite the opposite. Someone will show you, without judgement, without ego, and without making you feel like you’ve just asked how to tie your shoelaces. It’s been three months now and I never thought I’d say it, but I’m a gym goer. Not quite a gym nerd yet, but I’m dangerously close. I’ve also become that person who bores others to death with talk of distances, times, weights and personal bests. For that, I can only apologise. I haven’t properly started posting it on social media, but I fear it’s only a matter of time. The truth is, it has changed my life, physically, yes, but mentally even more so. It’s gave me energy and focus during the darkest months of the year, and a sense of momentum when everything outside is grey and dank. You don’t need to be fit to join a gym. You don’t need to know what you’re doing. You just need to take the first step and start. And, if I’m honest, I suspect there are rather a lot of people, like myself, who quietly assumed the gym simply isn’t for them. People who picture it as a world of lycra, loud grunting, and unspoken rules that everyone else seems to understand but them. So they don’t go. Or they mean to go. Or they go once, feel slightly out of place, and decide it’s not their scene. Which is a shame, because the truth is far less intimidating than it looks from the outside. Nobody really knows what they’re doing at the beginning, and most people are too busy trying to remember their own routine to worry about yours. It is, in fact, one of the rare places where you are allowed, even encouraged, to start exactly where you are. And what’s surprised me most is how much more it offers than just fitness. There is something quietly powerful about having somewhere to go and doing something for no reason other than it makes you feel better afterwards. It’s difficult to overstate what that does for your mental health. It doesn’t solve everything, of course, but it smooths the edges. It clears the fog a little. And in a world where it’s remarkably easy to overthink everything, there’s something rather grounding about simply lifting something heavy, putting it back down again, and realising, for an hour at least, that things are a bit more straightforward than they felt before you arrived. It turns out that “never too late” isn’t just a polite sentiment; it’s actually true. And if you happen to live in the North Cotswolds, you could do a lot worse than starting at SOMA. You may not end up looking like a Manly Beach surfer. But you might end up feeling like one. Because as we head into a British summer, when your shirt might come off roughly five times, and three of those will be accidental, feeling good in your own skin is probably the closest thing we have to the Manly Beach lifestyle. And honestly, that’s more than enough. www.somaclub.co.uk  There’s a new name to note for summer dining in the Cotswolds. LARDON, a European-inspired small plates restaurant championing ingredient-led, wood-fired cooking, is set to open in early summer 2026 at Elkstone Studios, the beautifully curated destination nestled between Cirencester and Cheltenham. Heading up the kitchen is Mikey Bain, formerly of Calcot Manor and Whatley Manor, bringing serious pedigree and a refined approach to bold, seasonal flavours. Leading front of house is Josh Newman, previously of No. 38 The Park (Lucky Onion Group), ensuring the service matches the ambition on the plate. LARDON is the latest venture from the team behind two much-loved Cotswolds staples: KNEAD Bakery and Jesse Smith Butchers. Founders John & David Hawes and Kris Biggs are combining their passion for exceptional produce with a relaxed, modern dining experience rooted in European tradition. Expect honest cooking, open fire, and plates designed for sharing — all set within one of the region’s most exciting lifestyle and hospitality developments. For updates, follow @lardon_restaurant on Instagram or visit www.lardon-restaurant.com.  There are villages in the Cotswolds that regularly change hands; Guiting Power is not really one of them. Houses here do not so much come onto the market as quietly re-enter circulation. People wait for them, sometimes for years, not in the hopeful, weekly refreshing of Rightmove way of the modern buyer, but with the patience of someone who understands that certain places operate on their own terms. You don’t simply decide to move to Guiting Power. You are, eventually, allowed to. It is not a place arranged for admiration, nor one that has been coaxed into prettiness by committee. Instead, it has carried on, through decades, through fashions, through the quiet churn of modern life, and in doing so has arrived at something far more convincing than charm. It feels intact. Neither preserved nor polished, just… working. Guiting Power did not always appear so steadfast. The agricultural depression of the 1870s left the village reeling, and by the early 20th century many of its houses were in a sorry state. In the 1930s, Moya Davidson began quietly buying properties to ensure they remained homes for locals, and in 1958 Raymond Cochrane took on the estate, continuing the restorations she had begun. A slow, careful stewardship that still shapes the village today. That sense of continuity is not accidental. Today, much of the village is held by the Guiting Manor Amenity Trust, which does something rather radical by modern standards: it looks after the place without trying to improve it beyond recognition. Houses rarely, if ever, come onto the open market, and many who live here have done so because their family have lived there for centuries, they've married someone in the village or by way of patience rather than purchase, joining waiting lists and taking their turn when it comes. The Trust also runs the surrounding farm, employing locals and keeping the village tied, quite literally, to the land beneath it. There is something faintly old-fashioned in the arrangement, in the best possible sense; rents feeding into the estate, the estate sustaining the farm, the farm sustaining the village. It creates the impression, not entirely fanciful, that Guiting Power could carry on quite happily even if the rest of the world became a little less organised. And then, at the end of harvest, the whole thing resolves itself in the most civilised way imaginable: a free supper at The Hollow Bottom for those who have worked the land. No speeches, no banners, just food, drink, and the quiet acknowledgement that effort has been made and appreciated. The Hollow Bottom has, in recent months, remembered exactly what it is supposed to be. When Nathan Eades and Liam Goff took it over last July, they found, with a mixture of disbelief and opportunity, that much of the pub’s horse racing memorabilia had been unceremoniously discarded, sitting in a skip as though it were of no consequence whatsoever. They rescued it, returned it to the walls, and in doing so restored not just decoration but identity. No wonder, perhaps, that things had gone slightly off track before for its previous tenants. Now, the pub feels entirely itself again. A free house in every sense, with beers named after horses and spirits that nod toward the village’s past without over doing it. During the Cheltenham Festival, it became something of an epicentre for the racing world, the bar packed as it was a couple of decades ago, this time celebrating local jockey Tom Bellamy's first Festival victory. The pub also boasts six recently finished bedrooms that are all named after racecourses (of course they are), superb "double spud" Sunday roasts, and with summer on the horizon, a garden decking area with a boules pit and wonderful wooden shack bar. It is the sort of place where one drink becomes several, and several become an evening that just seems to have happened without anyone really noticing. At the opposite end of the village, The Farmers Arms offers a slightly different proposition, but no less essential. Owned by Donnington Brewery, it is a proper pub in the most reassuring sense: honest food, good drink, and absolutely no desire to be anything other than what it is. There is a piano in the corner, which is either charming or dangerous depending on who is playing it. There's a skittle alley that the village team uses with admirable seriousness, although standards fluctuate depending on the amount of beer consumed: for some, a sudden flourish; for others, a remarkable decline. If a player scores zero with all three balls, they will have to wear a remarkably warm beaver hat as if to mark the occasion. When the first two balls inevitably register nothing, teammates break into the chant of “BEAVER", hoping for the worst, cheering his failures as though they were triumphs. If The Hollow Bottom hums with racing stories, The Farmers Arms anchors the everyday; steady, familiar, and exactly what you hope to find when you push open the door. Village life, of course, is not sustained by pubs alone. The Cotswold Guy has become something of a quiet success story, though not quite in the way outsiders imagine. Yes, it is occasionally mentioned in connection with David Beckham and his apparent fondness for the sausage rolls, but this is treated locally with a level of interest that might best be described as polite neutrality. One suspects there are residents who are either unimpressed or only vaguely aware of who David Beckham is. The shop itself is far more interesting than any passing celebrity endorsement with exceptional coffee and brunch and lots of outstanding produce, from meat, veg and jars full of everything delicious. It took over from the village bakery, which is remembered with genuine affection and only the gentlest caveat that the bread was not its strongest point. Still, residents continued buying a loaf each week, supporting the business in the quiet English way that keeps small communities alive. When The Cotswold Guy first opened, someone chalked “go away” on the wall, a bold if slightly unnecessary piece of feedback. Another villager was later seen attempting to scrub this off before the owner arrived, which feels like a perfect summary of rural conflict resolution: disagreement, followed swiftly by tidying up. These days, the shop does excellent breakfasts and lunches alongside its produce, and has settled into the village as though it had always been there; a place to pick up something for supper or linger over coffee. The post office performs a similar role, quietly indispensable and slightly underestimated until you realise how often you rely on it. It serves very good breakfasts, draws a steady stream of locals, and on most mornings will feature at least one cyclist in Lycra sitting outside with coffee, their bicycle leaning nearby like a patient accomplice. No one comments. This is England. We observe everything and mention nothing. Beyond the buildings, there are walks that require nothing more than sensible shoes. Circular routes thread along Castlett Street or Tally Ho in the other direction. Dogs are optional and polite hellos to fellow walkers mandatory as you wander through countryside that feels untouched, unspoiled, and very much unconcerned with the rest of the world. Life here is not dramatic, which is precisely its appeal. Even its brush with notoriety, the infamous 1962 summer camp, is remembered more with a wry shake of the head than alarm. The British neo-Nazi National Socialist Movement had chosen the village as a meeting point for fascists from Europe and the U.S. Around a hundred villagers, led by publican Walter Morley, armed themselves with pitchforks, shotguns, and the kind of moral impatience only a small village can muster, marched to confront the intruders and send them on their way. And then, as ever, things returned to normal. Normal, in Guiting Power, means the village calendar: music festival, pantomime (where opening night is a spectacle, with the hall packed with villagers, friends, and relatives, ready to cheer, boo, or groan at the traditional jokes, while a few seasoned performers take delight in flouting the script), fireworks, dog show, the festive light switch-on, and a steady stream of other events that make village life feel far more lively than it has any right to be. Spend time here and you begin to notice what isn’t present. There is little urgency (unless you're running late for Happy Hour at The Hollow), no sense of performance, no need to prove anything to anyone. People are simply getting on with things; running the farm, opening the shop, pulling pints, walking dogs, waiting, perhaps, for a coffee, to pick a child up from the hugely popular nursery, or for a house that might one day become available. And in that absence of noise, something else becomes clear, this is a village still shaped by the people who live within it rather than those passing through. With that you realise that what makes Guiting Power unique is not its beauty, though it has plenty of that, nor its history, though it has that too. It is the simple, increasingly rare fact that it works. Not loudly, not perfectly, but properly. And in modern Britain, that is about as close to perfection as you are likely to find.   With the first hints of longer days upon us, it’s impossible not to start looking ahead to summer. The season of golden evenings, open-air stages and weekends that blur into one unforgettable soundtrack is almost within reach. Think cocktails and sunset sing-a-longs with friends as world-class artists light up some of the most beautiful festival settings in the country. Summer 2026 is already shaping up to be a standout, and we honestly can't wait. The Big Feastival 28 - 30 August 2026 Kingham With the 2026 Big Feastival line-up now live, yet another unforgettable long weekend of music, food and fun awaits us on Alex James’ idyllic Cotswolds farm during the August Bank Holiday weekend. Across three days you’ll be treated to headline sets from dance-pioneers Basement Jaxx, UK rap-poet favourite The Streets and indie-pop hitmakers Bastille, alongside an eclectic mix of artists including RUDIM3NTAL, Perrie, Doves, White Lies, Freya Ridings, Mimi Webb and The Coral, ensuring there’s something for every musical taste. But Big Feastival isn’t just about the beats, it’s a true celebration of flavour too, with acclaimed chefs and food experiences that have become just as legendary as the music. Expect chef demos, incredible street food and inventive culinary showcases that make grazing around the festival one of the highlights of the weekend. Comedy lovers are also well-served, with live sets from names like Joel Dommett, Ivo Graham and Suzi Ruffell adding laughter to sun-soaked afternoons and balmy evenings bigfeastival.com  Blenheim Palace Festival 27 June - 4 July Woodstock With the first-ever multi-day festival set to light up the Great Court at Blenheim Palace, summer in the Cotswolds just got a whole lot more exciting. On the music front, global superstars and beloved voices take centre stage, from the pop magic of Katy Perry and the smooth classics of Michael Bublé to the genre-defying sounds of Teddy Swims and the orchestral dance experience of Pete Tong Ibiza Classics, with Alanis Morissette bringing her anthemic catalogue to the stunning backdrop. www.blenheimpalace.com  Wychwood Festival 29 - 31 May 2026 Cheltenham Wychwood Festival will once again kick off the summer season in style when it returns to Cheltenham Racecourse for its landmark 20th edition this May, and this year’s celebration promises a quality mix of music, comedy and family‑friendly fun. Over three glorious days you’ll find headline energy from Craig David presents TS5, indie favourites Kaiser Chiefs and folk‑rock icons Levellers, alongside a wonderfully eclectic roster that includes Sophie Ellis‑Bextor, Feeder, The Pigeon Detectives, Boney M, The Horne Section and Newton Faulkner, plus plenty more across multiple stages. Wychwood has long been beloved for its welcoming, inclusive atmosphere, pairing great live performances with everything from comedy spots and creative workshops to chilled out spaces and activities for all ages, making it the perfect weekend for friends, families and music lovers alike to toast the start of summer together. wychwoodfestival.com  Wilderness 30 July - 2 August Cornbury Park Wilderness returns to the magical parkland of Cornbury Park, inviting music lovers to lose themselves in a weekend of brilliant live performances, world‑class food experiences and the festival’s signature blend of creativity and culture. The 2026 line‑up features electrifying headline sets from iconic pop‑dance outfit Scissor Sisters, genre‑bending innovators The Last Dinner Party and legendary DJ‑producer Carl Cox, alongside acclaimed electronic duo Soulwax, indie favourite Saint Etienne and cult‑cool songwriter Baxter Dury, with dancefloor heat from Groove Armada and a host of eclectic acts across the stages. Feasting is taken seriously too, with celebrated culinary names and creative food offerings ensuring that long afternoons are as delicious as they are musical, while talks, comedy and immersive arts experiences add extra colour to four unforgettable summer days under the trees. www.wildernessfestival.com  Cheltenham Jazz Festival 29 April – 4 May 2026 Cheltenham The Cheltenham Jazz Festival returns to the heart of Cheltenham, celebrating three decades of bold music, brilliant performances and boundary‑crossing creativity, and this year’s line‑up is already sounding unforgettable. From stirring headline sets by Van Morrison, Jessie J and pop‑soul favourite Joss Stone and Jack Savoretti to the genre‑defying sounds of Lady Blackbird and jazz luminaries like Joshua Redman and Bill Frisell, the festival continues to blend world‑class talent with fresh voices and new collaborations. Alongside classic and contemporary jazz, you’ll find everything from orchestral tributes to Miles Davis to soulful UK jazz from artists such as Courtney Pine, Emma‑Jean Thackray and Blue Lab Beats, giving you six days of music that run the gamut from timeless to trailblazing. www.cheltenhamfestivals.org/festivals/jazz-festival  Forest Live 24 - 28 June 2026 Westonbirt Arboretum As summer unfolds across the Cotswolds and the woodlands of Westonbirt Arboretum come alive with greenery, Forest Live 2026 offers a magical way to enjoy long summer evenings with friends, music, food and laughter beneath the trees. This beloved outdoor series brings big‑name acts to one of England’s most beautiful natural stages, starting with dance‑floor legend Fatboy Slim and continuing with timeless anthems from Deacon Blue (with Lightning Seeds), reggae favourites UB40 feat. Ali Campbell (with Bitty McLean & Reggae Roast), pop icon Rick Astley (with The Lottery Winners) and closing with Richard Ashcroft alongside Tom Meighan & Apollo Junction, a line‑up that spans genres and generations under the canopy. www.forestlive.com/westonbirtarboretum  2000 Trees 8 - 11 July 2026 Withington, Nr Cheltenham 2000 Trees returns this July, with Upcote Farm once again playing host to one of the UK’s most revered independent music celebrations; a weekend of raw energy, brilliant bands and unforgettable summer days and nights with friends. The 2026 line‑up is stacked with heavyweight names for fans of punk, indie and alternative rock, including Alkaline Trio, Pup, Superheaven, Glassjaw and Lambrini Girls, alongside raucous favourites like Cancer Bats, Bad Nerves, High Vis and Dinosaur Pile‑Up — plus a host of rising acts across multiple stages that make Trees a perfect showcase for both established and underground talent. 2000trees.co.uk  Shindig 21 - 24 May 2026 Malmesbury As the May Bank Holiday approaches, Shindig Festival 2026 returns to the idyllic Charlton Park Estate with a vibrant and eclectic line‑up set to kickstart the UK festival season in style. Across multiple stages tucked into beautiful woodland and fields, expect sun‑soaked afternoons and late‑night grooves from standout names like punk‑funk crew Fat Dog, politically charge British punk rap duo Bob Vylan, genre‑blending innovators War, and heavyweight soundsystem favourites Mungo’s Hi‑Fi, MY BABY and Snapped Ankles, plus DJ‑led energy from the likes of Pola & Bryson, Stanton Warriors and Colleen ‘Cosmo’ Murphy. shindigfestival.co.uk  There are race meetings in the world that boast fatter prizes, brighter lights, perhaps even deeper pockets. Yet none of it touches the soul the way Cheltenham does. There is simply nowhere that presses so gently, so insistently, on the heart. For those of us who live and work in the Cotswolds the Festival is more than four days in March, it is the heartbeat of a year. For pubs and restaurants, jockeys and trainers and anyone else within sight of the Prestbury Park grandstands or Cleeve Hill with an interest in horse racing, it is pretty much everything. This year, perhaps more than most, it felt like Cheltenham had remembered exactly what it is supposed to be and something very old and very dear had returned. Not through sheer dominance or record-breaking feats, but through something far more meaningful: a week of firsts, of long waits and loyalty rewarded, and of local people realising dreams they had carried since childhood. For while the Irish cavalry arrived once more in their familiar battalions, the story of this Festival belonged, in many ways, to the Cotswolds themselves. White Noise became a name etched into the Festival history books when winning the Mares' Novices' Hurdle on Thursday. This was a landmark moment for Mat Nicholls, his first Cheltenham Festival winner since joining Kim Bailey on the training licence. It was a long way from the teenager from Nottingham who began his journey in racing years ago, working as a stable lad for Nigel Twiston-Davies. Yet even the victory carried a deeper story in the saddle. Tom Bellamy is not a jockey who burst onto the scene with instant fanfare. He has built a career the old fashioned way: through patience, perseverance and an understanding that racing success rarely arrives overnight. He has had big days, but nothing compares to this. Bellamy, a local lad, sponsored by the Hollow Bottom (a pub that has long been a gathering place for racing folk), said afterwards that he has waited his entire life for that moment. The joy was not just his, it was for all the people watching in the pub and most of the locals in the crowd at Cheltenham who climbed the hill with him. If Bellamy’s victory felt like the arrival of something long hoped for, Richie McLernon’s win aboard Johnnywho for the O'Neill stable carried a different kind of emotion altogether. McLernon had last tasted Cheltenham Festival glory in 2014. Twelve years in racing can feel like a lifetime, especially when those years are punctuated by the injuries that are the unavoidable currency of riding racehorses. Cheltenham has a way of demanding its dues before it ever grants its reward, and McLernon’s victory felt like justice finally catching up. All the broken bones, the long recoveries, the quiet doubts that another win at the Festival might never come fall away the instant you cross the line first. Even then, he paused to acknowledge the local NHS and surgeons who had seen him through his latest setback, a small reminder that triumph here is rarely won alone. For the O’Neills, the Festival became something almost sacred. Wilful delivered a second win for the yard, giving AJ O’Neill his first Cheltenham Festival winners as a trainer alongside his father Jonjo. And consider the scale. The O’Neills sent just seven runners to the Festival. Seven. Against the massive armies of Willie Mullins (74) and Gordon Elliott (51), that makes their two winners all the more extraordinary although incredibly fitting that forty years after the elder Jonjo guided Dawn Run to Gold Cup glory, the yard once again enjoyed huge success. This time with brother Jonjo Jr in the saddle who, after the race, struggled to hide the emotion in his voice as he spoke about his father and brother, about the support they had given him and the long road that led to this moment. To repay that faith with a Festival winner, on the sport’s biggest stage, was clearly something more than a professional achievement, it was family. Moments like this are what make Cheltenham unique. Meetmebythesea added another local note to the week when landing the Jack Richards Novices' Handicap Chase for Naunton Downs-based trainer Ben Pauling, giving him his fifth Cheltenham Festival winner. Amid the Irish dominance in recent years, for some yards it can sometimes feel like taking on a cavalry charge armed only with optimism. That is precisely why the victories of Bellamy, McLernon, the O’Neills, Pauling, and Bailey/Nicholls meant so much here in the Cotswolds. Every success is personal and every story is carried from the winner’s enclosure to celebrations at the local pubs and the stables where these horses are raised. Still, for many who watched this year’s Festival unfold, the lasting memory might not be a single performance but a collective feeling that something special had returned. Perhaps it was the emotional weight of those first winners or the sight of familiar faces celebrating in the winner’s enclosure. Or perhaps it was simply the realisation that Cheltenham still holds the same magic it always has. Every year there are voices suggesting that the Festival has lost its charm. Some prefer the idea of escaping to the sun, swapping the UK for beaches in Benidorm or Tenerife while the racing unfolds back home. Each to their own, of course. But those who chose that over Cheltenham this year missed something rather extraordinary. They missed the roar that greeted Tom Bellamy. They missed the raw emotion etched across Richie McLernon’s face and the pride over Mat Nicholls'. They missed the joy of the O’Neill family celebrating together. And this year, as in all the best years, Cheltenham reminded us why it still matters. It's the place that justifies every early morning, every broken bone, every setback, and every dream. In racing, there is no place like it. Here, victory is sweeter, and every story more vivid, because the Cheltenham Festival, more than any other meeting, means absolutely everything.  Image: John Grossick Each March, the Cheltenham Festival arrives with the subtlety of a cavalry charge in tweed. The horses are magnificent. The betting slips optimistic. And thousands of otherwise rational adults become expert armchair jockeys and trainers and fluent in ground conditions. For four days, Cleeve Hill echoes with deafening roars, urgent bookmakers and voices insisting their horse “just needed another fifty yards". To thrive rather than merely survive requires preparation. This is that guide. 1. Dress for the Weather That Actually Exists March in Gloucestershire is committed to unpredictability. Bring layers. Tweed is traditional. Waterproofing is advisable. The secret is to appear as though you have just stepped off a country estate, while quietly knowing you are prepared for horizontal rain. 2. Guinness Is a Social Beverage Official scientific consensus has not yet confirmed that Guinness tastes better at the Cheltenham Festival. Bar Willie Mullins, it may be the most beloved thing to cross the Irish Sea during festival week. It is the Festival’s unofficial diplomatic beverage; a pint that encourages conversation, softens racing disagreements, and allows strangers to share opinions without feeling any particular urgency to prove they are right. Hold it. Enjoy it, and let the afternoon take its course. 3. Remember That Everyone Becomes a Racing Expert Cheltenham has a curious social democracy. Bankers discuss breeding lines with farmers. City lawyers explain hurdle technique to people who have actually ridden horses. Smile politely. Nod. Return your attention to the racing. 4. Set a Budget Before You Start Betting Only bet what you can afford to lose and don't not chase losses. The 20/1 shot that “definitely had something about it” is not responsible for your savings account. Festival optimism is a beautiful thing. Financial regret is less so 5. Wear Proper Shoes (This One Matters More Than You Think) You may walk between the rails, the parade ring, the bar, and back again while wondering where the afternoon went. You might easily reach 20,000 steps. You do not want to achieve this in footwear that believes comfort is a myth. Festival racing is endurance sport. Dress accordingly. 6. The Horses And Jockeys Do Not Need Your Feedback Shouting advice to jockeys is unnecessary. The horses are elite athletes. They are already aware that there is a fence. Your emotional investment is appreciated but operationally irrelevant. 7. Make Sure You Eat Breakfast A Cheltenham afternoon begins long before the first race. A proper breakfast is essential. By all means, have a pint of Guinness with it if tradition demands. The Festival is an endurance sport and requires good stamina and a full belly. 8. Visit the Parade Ring (Highly Recommended) Spend time near the parade and pre-parade rings before the races begin. Stand quietly and watch the horses walk. You will notice how big and powerful they are, yet how calm and graceful they appear when moving slowly across the paddock. These are extraordinary athletes who will steal your heart. After the race, find you place to cheer in the winner, and applaud the runners up. The Festival is as much about appreciating extraordinary horses as it is about watching them compete. 9. Avoid the “Cheap Suit Festival Look” Nobody wants to appear as though they have just left a minor legal hearing. Tweed, countryside colours, or smart casual layers are preferred. You are attending racing heritage, not a job interview. 10. Study the Form… Or Follow Your Heart You can spend hours analysing racing statistics, or you can choose a horse because you like: The colour The number The name Or the vague feeling that it looks like a winner At the Cheltenham Festival, any horse can win. Expertise is optional, enjoyment is not. 11. Visit the Guinness Village No visit to the Cheltenham Festival is complete without the annual pilgrimage to The Guinness Village. People arrive as strangers and leave as temporary lifelong friends, and it's a place you should visit at least once. Singing is expected. Dancing is encouraged. Musical accuracy is entirely irrelevant, and should the band play Mr Brightside, dignity may be abandoned in favour of enthusiasm. 12. Do Not Call It “Holland and Cooper” You will see many people wearing beautiful tweed at the Cheltenham Festival. The brand is usually Holland Cooper, founded by Jade Holland Cooper. Not “Holland and Cooper”. These small details matter in countryside fashion. 12. Get a Steak Sandwich If hunger appears, proceed to the parade ring and locate Carbonis. Their steak sandwich is not merely food, it is strategic Festival infrastructure. The 5oz 30-day aged English ribeye in toasted sourdough with Dijon mayo and beetroot leaves exists to remind you that civilisation is possible even in March weather. You will not regret it. 10pm-you will send gratitude. 13. Enter the Shopping Village With Caution The shopping village is a carefully designed temptation zone. You will see things you did not know you needed and will suddenly believe you have always wanted them. It happens every year. The correct strategy is: Admire. Consider. Buy something nice. Support the small businesses inside. Walk away feeling culturally enriched and slightly lighter in wallet weight. Resistance is admirable but not required. 14. Above All, Appreciate the Horses The true heroes of the Cheltenham Festival are not the betting slips, they are the horses. The true success of the Cheltenham Festival is measured not in winnings alone, it is about witnessing athletic courage against gravity, the hill, and history. It is found in conversations on the journey home, the memory of a race where a horse travelled like poetry, and the feeling that you've just witnessed greatness in equine form. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is that... your (not entirely) essential guide to surviving the Cheltenham Festival. The Cheltenham Festival is not about being the loudest person in the crowd, or the person who knows the most about form, breeding, or ground conditions. It is about standing in the March air watching extraordinary horses do extraordinary things. It is about horses jumping fences with grace and power, crowds rising in shared anticipation, and the countryside itself feeling momentarily alive with sport. Come for the racing, stay for the atmosphere and celebrate the horses. If your selections win, enjoy the moment. If they do not, remember that you have spent a day in the company of extraordinary athletes, good company, and one of Britain’s finest sporting events. The Festival is not simply watched, it's experienced. And that is why people return year after year. www.thejockeyclub.co.uk/cheltenham-festival  Let’s be honest, the Cotswolds isn't exactly short of some incredible places to eat in some of its most popular towns. There’s The Old Butchers in Stow-on-the-Wold, Smiths in Bourton-on-the-Water and Juliet in Stroud. All brilliant. But push a little further north, in and around Shipston on Stour (don't squint) and you will stumble upon some of the region’s most exciting food that seems to slip under the radar. Quietly brilliant, exactly where you least expect it. Take The Bower House, the sort of place that makes you wonder why more people haven’t stumbled off the beaten track sooner. Set in a handsome Georgian townhouse in the heart of Shipston on Stour, it feels like a proper neighbourhood restaurant with rooms; warm, elegant, and surprisingly ambitious. Under Head Chef Leo Kattou, menus rotate with the seasons and celebrate British ingredients with ingenuity and restraint, earning AA Rosettes, Michelin Guide recommendations and plenty of local admiration along the way. Now, cross the road, figuratively, if not literally, and you’ll find Bastardo’s Trattoria. Born from the same creative minds (Richard Craven) behind the Michelin‑starred Royal Oak at Whatcote, it wears its Italian inspiration with a distinctly British twist: seasonal produce treated with bold flavour and just the right amount of irreverence. The kitchen is led by John Broughton, formerly Head Chef at the Royal Oak, while the menu is shaped by Craven, whose love of Italian cooking was forged during the early years of his career. Warm, buzzy, and effortlessly confident. The town seems to be staging a culinary coup. And while we're on the subject, we should talk about The Royal Oak at Whatcote. A rarity for the Cotswolds; a village pub with a Michelin star and the quiet confidence to use it without preening. Run by chef‑owner Richard Craven and his wife Solanche, this is proper country cooking with brains and heart. The menu shifts with the micro‑seasons, rooted in wild ingredients and local foragers, from game shot on nearby hills to vegetables and rare breeds sourced from neighbouring estates, all celebrated in dishes pared down to their best possible selves. The service, warm and unpretentious, makes you feel you’re in the hands of friends rather than critics, and that’s part of the magic. Twelve minutes from Shipston is Whichford, one of those villages you could easily drive past without a second thought, which would be a mistake, because it is quietly blessed with not one but two reasons to stop. The Norman Knight (recently reopened under Matt and Katie Beamish of The Kingham Plough) sits comfortably on the village green, all low beams and flagstones, the reassuring heartbeat of a proper country pub and a good menu. Classic dishes are handled with care rather than fuss, making it the sort of place where you arrive for a pint and stay for supper without ever regretting the decision. A short stroll away, The Straw Kitchen at Whichford Pottery offers something more intimate and quietly distinctive. Tucked inside the garden of a working pottery, it's unique, small, brilliant and somewhere that laughs in the face of coordinated colour palettes. Head Chef Christne Bottine creates a menu that is creative without being complicated, the setting charming without trying too hard, and the whole experience feels personal rather than performed. Ten minutes in the other direction from Shipston, The Howard Arms in Ilmington feels like one of those places that has quietly mastered the art of being exactly what a Cotswold village pub should be. The food sits comfortably between classic British pub cooking and something a little more considered, with seasonal menus that avoid unnecessary complication. Inside, the atmosphere is warm and unhurried rather than showy especially with the fires roaring and a dog sitting by you feet in winter months. In addition to these and, again, all within 10 minutes of Shipston you will find The Cherington that offers the reassuring warmth of a proper country pub, honest cooking and long, relaxed lunches. The Fuzzy Duck at Armscote that offers polished seasonal dishes that sit neatly between rustic charm and modern confidence. Meanwhile, Pit Kitchen brings open-fire energy and bold, flavour-forward cooking, proving the countryside can handle a little urban culinary attitude. Herd at Todenham Manor is a quietly confident arrival. The menu leans on farm-sourced meat and locally inspired produce, driven by chef Christopher Ellis in a unique tented restaurant on the farm. in the northern Cotswolds — a wine, produce and pantry concept that feels less like a shop and more like an invitation to savour the region’s best ingredients, with thoughtful selections and seasonal discoveries that reward curiosity rather than hurry. And to wash it down? The Cotswolds Distillery in Stourton does rather lovely things with gin and whisky that reward slow, appreciative sipping rather than hurried drinking. You can lose a morning or afternoon here with brunch or lunch in their Still House cafe. Beer wise, North Cotswold Brewery make proper country ales just outside Shipston that feel designed for worn wooden tables, late afternoon sunlight and conversations that wander pleasantly off topic. They don't offer tours, but you will find their ales behind the bar at many local pubs. Shagweaver is particularly good. And there you have it, this edge of the Cotswolds has been quietly getting rather good at this food and drink lark. While other parts chase crowds and postcards, this is the Cotswolds many people may not have heard about which, in some way, is still part of its charm. If you enjoy eating well, drinking properly, and quietly knowing you’ve found somewhere rather good before the crowds catch on, this is a corner of the Cotswolds worth remembering.  Mentioned in this piece: The Bower House bower.house Bastardo’s Trattoria www.bastardostrattoria.co.uk The Royal Oak, Whatcote www.theroyaloakwhatcote.co.uk The Norman Knight thenormanknight.co.uk The Straw Kitchen www.whichfordpottery.com/visit/straw-kitchen The Howard Arms howardarms.com The Cherington thecherington.co.uk The Fuzzy Duck www.fuzzyduckarmscote.com Pit Kitchen www.pitkitchen.co.uk Herd todenhammanorfarm.co.uk/herd Cotswolds Distillery www.cotswoldsdistillery.com North Cotswold Brewery www.northcotswoldbrewery.co.uk The Cheltenham Festival remains the pinnacle of the National Hunt season; four days where the finest horses, jockeys and trainers from Britain and Ireland meet at Prestbury Park for jump racing at its very best. If you are planning to attend in 2026, or simply want to follow the action properly, here is everything you need to know. What is the Cheltenham Festival? The Festival is the championship meeting of National Hunt racing. Every division has its defining contest here, from the Champion Hurdle to the Gold Cup, and winning at Cheltenham defines careers - both equine and human. Across four days - Champion Day, Ladies Day, St Patrick’s Thursday and Gold Cup Day - the meeting combines elite sport with an unmistakable atmosphere. When is the Cheltenham Festival 2026? The 2026 Festival runs from Tuesday 10th March to Friday 13th March 2026 at Cheltenham Racecourse. Four days. 28 races. Countless stories. The Showcase Races Each Day Each day has a headline act. These are the two biggest races on each card: Tuesday: Champion Day Champion Hurdle Supreme Novices' Hurdle Wednesday: Ladies Day Queen Mother Champion Chase Brown Advisory Novices' Chase Thursday: St Patrick’s Thursday Stayers' Hurdle Ryanair Chase Friday: Gold Cup Day Cheltenham Gold Cup Albert Bartlett Novices' Hurdle What Time Does Racing Start Each Day? Gates open from 10:30am. The first race is usually run at 1:20pm, with the final race around 5:20pm. It is worth arriving early, particularly if you want to spend time exploring the course and around the parade ring before the opening race. What Time Is the Cheltenham Gold Cup? The Gold Cup, the defining race of the week, is run at 4:00pm on Friday 13th March 2026. It is the moment the entire meeting builds towards. Can I still buy tickets? Yes, but it pays not to leave it too late as Tuesday and Friday often sell out. You can purchase official tickets here - www.thejockeyclub.co.uk/cheltenham-festival Which Enclosure should I choose? Cheltenham offers three main public enclosures: Club Enclosure The most premium general admission option. Access to the main grandstand, parade ring, winners’ enclosure and exclusive facilities. Tattersalls Enclosure Lively, sociable and well positioned near the finishing straight and Guinness Village. A popular choice. Best Mate Enclosure Opposite the main grandstand, offering excellent views of horses climbing the famous Cheltenham hill. How Much Do Tickets Cost? Ticket prices at Cheltenham Racecourse vary depending on day and enclosure. General admission in the Tattersalls and Best Mate enclosures is more accessible, while the Club Enclosure commands a premium. Gold Cup Day is the most expensive and in highest demand, often costing several times more than Tuesday or Wednesday. Hospitality packages, which include fine dining and reserved seating, are priced accordingly. Which horses and Jockeys should I follow? While final declarations will be confirmed closer to the meeting, several leading names are already prominent in ante-post discussion: Galopin Des Champs, Fact To File and Haiti Couleurs are three you could look out for in the Gold Cup, however our eyes will be on The Jukebox Man for local trainer Ben Pauling. Lossiemouth has a choice of two races, while we wait to see if Constitution Hill will run in the Champion Hurdle. Potential superstars during the week include Old Park Star, The New Lion and Arkle favourite Lulamba. Among jockeys, keep an eye on Paul Townend who rides for Willie Mullins who himself has dominated the Cheltenham Festival in recent years. Closer to home, Nico de Boinville and Nicky Henderson, The Skelton brothers and Ben Pauling and jockey Ben Jones will be the ones to watch. Cheltenham has a habit of elevating new stars, but proven Festival form always counts. What Are the Food and Drink Options on Site? The Festival caters to a wide range of tastes and there is something for everyone. Street-food vendors, coffee stands, and traditional pubs within the Guinness Village provide variety, while hospitality packages offer multiple-course meals and premium beverage selections. The 2026 Cheltenham Festival has made several improvements to ensure that dining and refreshment on course are both convenient and enjoyable. Meal Deals Introduced this season, the Festival Meal Deal gives racegoers the chance to enjoy a hot main, a side, and a drink for £15 — excellent value for a substantial and satisfying meal between races. It is available in the following locations: Best Mate Enclosure
Tattersalls Enclosure
Club Enclosure
All of the above provide extensive seating, allowing you to enjoy your meal comfortably while watching the action unfold. Three new bar areas introduced during the 2025 Festival remain key social hubs for 2026: Winning Post Bar Previously known as the Persian War, this bar is located in the Main Grandstand by the finishing post — ideal for toasting the day’s winners. Home Straight Bar Formerly the Winged Ox, situated in the heart of the Main Grandstand. A great spot for refreshments and atmosphere as races pass by. Sales Arena Bar Now featuring live music between races, adding energy and vibrancy to the Festival experience. Can I have a bet on course? The Festival is synonymous with betting. Bookmakers are positioned across all enclosures, from the parade ring to the grandstand. Many now offer cashless payment options alongside traditional cash betting. Mobile betting apps are widely used, and there is often expert advice available on course to guide newcomers. What Else Can I Enjoy at the Festival? Cheltenham is far more than the racing itself. The Parade Ring Arrive early and watch the horses before each race. The parade ring offers a close look at the contenders and a chance to assess condition, temperament and presence before they head to post. Live Music Across the course, particularly in the Guinness Village, live bands and Irish music create a lively post-racing atmosphere. Shopping The Shopping Village features countrywear, artisan goods, racing memorabilia and premium brands, ideal if you want to invest in something suitably Cotswold. Can I Get Hospitality? Yes, and it is highly recommended if you want a more refined experience. Hospitality packages range from course-side restaurants to private boxes and premium marquees. Expect fine dining, dedicated betting facilities and excellent viewing areas. Early booking is essential. What Should I Wear? There is no official dress code, but Cheltenham style is part of the experience. Think:
March weather can be unpredictable. Sensible footwear is advised, particularly if you plan to do lots of walking between races. What Happens If It Rains? March in the Cotswolds can be unpredictable. Waterproofs, good footwear and layered clothing are advised. The racecourse is well-drained, and racing continues in wet weather. Hospitality marquees provide shelter, and bars and food outlets are designed to operate under any conditions. Cheltenham manages the elements well, allowing spectators to enjoy the Festival regardless of the sky. What Is the Guinness Village? The Guinness Village is a dedicated area within the Club Enclosure of the racecourse, known for live music, Irish hospitality and, naturally, plenty of Guinness. It is one of the liveliest areas on course and one of the easiest places to get a drink quickly! Can I Take My Drink Around the Course? Yes, and the experience is now considerably more relaxed than in previous seasons. Following successful trials during the 2024 and 2025 Festivals, Cheltenham Racecourse has lifted all remaining drinks restrictions within the Club Enclosure for the 2025/26 season. In practical terms, this means racegoers in the Club Enclosure can move more freely around the course with their drinks in hand, whether heading to watch horses in the parade ring or stepping out to the grandstand to watch the race. Does it get busy? Yes, the Cheltenham Festival is inevitably a busy occasion, but there are measures in place to make the experience more comfortable. For 2026, the overall capacity has been slightly reduced from 68,500 to 66,000 spectators per day. This change comes after careful consideration of racegoer feedback, with the aim of easing congestion and ensuring a more enjoyable experience for everyone. It remains a bustling event, but more spacious and comfortable than in previous years. Planning your arrival and knowing where to move on course will help you enjoy the atmosphere without feeling overwhelmed. What Is the Prestbury Cup? The Prestbury Cup is the informal competition between British and Irish trainers across all 28 Festival races. National pride is very much at stake. Can I Meet Jockeys or Trainers? Direct interaction is limited. The parade ring is the closest opportunity to see trainers and jockeys before and after races. Hospitality packages may include brief access to trainers’ areas, but autographs and personal interaction are rare during the event itself. Observing quietly and respectfully is the accepted custom. Where Can I Watch the Cheltenham Festival? Obviously, being at Cheltenham Racecourse is, without question, the best way to experience it. If you cannot attend: ITV provides free-to-air coverage of selected races and Racing TV offers full coverage of every race. How Do I Get to the Cheltenham Festival? By Car Pre-book your car parking pass in advance, they sell out quickly. Park & Ride Official park and ride services operate throughout the Festival and are often the simplest option. By Train Cheltenham Spa station is well connected, with taxis and buses running to the racecourse. Plan ahead is our best advice. Where Should I Go After Racing? Many racegoers walk from the course into Cheltenham town centre. We recommend: The Hollow Bottom in Guiting Power is a proper racing pub with an amazing atmosphere. Live music each night, and if there is a local winner, this will be the place to be! Dunkertons. Just outside Cheltenham with live music, a tap room and lots of street food options to refuel if needed And finally, what Makes the Cheltenham Festival Different From Other Racing Events? Cheltenham blends high-class National Hunt racing with a distinct atmosphere that is part sporting event, part social occasion. The combination of elite competition, packed enclosures, music, shopping, and social interaction makes it unique and nowhere else captures the same blend of prestige, challenge, and tradition. For all the information and tickets, please visit the Cheltenham Racecourse website HERE.  On Monday the 9th of February, the culinary world gathered in anticipation as the new MICHELIN Stars were revealed at the 2026 MICHELIN Guide Ceremony, held at the Convention Centre in Dublin. Here in the Cotswolds, we are pleased to report that five of our restaurants have once again retained their coveted one-star distinction, and here they are!
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