Mr & Mrs Smith getaway in Wedmore

But then I spotted The Swan, a tiny little boutique getaway in Somerset with only six rooms which was within reach money-wise and not ostentatious for a weekend away and so it was decided: we’d leave our laptops, I promised not to check my Twitter timeline on my phone* and off we went.

It was, well, just lovely. We got there earlier than expected, so they gave us a table for lunch while they finished up our room. Admittedly, I was at first a little disappointed by the menu, purely because there only appeared to be one vegetarian friendly option so we ended up having to order exactly the same thing, which I wouldn’t normally have picked (a bubble and squeak of potato, cauliflower and poached egg), but was much tastier than it sounded, though the creamy scrambled eggs and portabello mushrooms we had the next morning at breakfast were so delicious, I would have asked for seconds if I could have.

Our room (above) was HUGE, with the right kind of low-key design – a vintage lamp here, a gorgeous grey armchair in the corner, a mid-century desk, a roll-top bath and the prettiest bevelled glass mirrors (three big ones, all in a row) in the bathroom, which inspired me to order one from eBay as soon as I got home. He caught up on a fortnight’s worth of sleep lost working late in one afternoon; I finished reading two novels (please read Vanessa Diffenbaugh’s The Language of Flowers). Here’s some pics of the other rooms too:

We ate pizza (sadly we forgot to book a table for evening dinner downstairs) across the street, popped into a pretty little homeware shop next door and watched 500 Days of Summer on the enormous flatscreen. A pit-stop in Bath to scoff some tea and cake, and then we were back home in London.

Okay, so to be honest, we didn’t do much. But the quiet life; you know, it’s a good life.

*in spirit with the whole weekend of not doing anything, we didn’t take photos either. So pics here are all from The Swan and Mr & Mrs Smith