À 3 km d'Enniscorthy, l'une des plus anciennes villes d'Irlande
Particulier / consommateur
Irene Schellner / Daniel Shalloe
- anglais, français, allemand, néerlandais, suédois, japonais
Salle(s) de bain
Dispositifs de sécurité
Type de destination
Salle à manger
Équipements de loisirs
Soirées/évènements non autorisés
Les réservations annulées au moins 60 jours avant le début du séjour pourront être remboursées à hauteur de 100 %. Les réservations annulées au moins 30 jours avant le début du séjour pourront être remboursées à hauteur de 50 %.
Sumptuousness without the Decadence
It was clear to us, as a middle-aged English 'normal' couple whose children recently 'flew the nest', such that we were at last on our own for our Spring holiday, when we first arrived at Salville House that it 'spoke' of the classes to our immediate 'north'. Amusingly, if you ever have the fortune to visit this exquisite property, you will notice upon the moribund (sob...) AGA a framed magazine article about its, presumably, previous existence as some sort of gastronomic sanctuary to the well-heeled of Wexford, that it's quaintly referred to as a 'small house'. We found that somewhat hilarious because, Salville House, by any 'normal' standard is absolutely huge.
It's one of those houses, again for people like us that happen to inhabit in our native Kent the simplicity of a three-storey Georgian Townhouse of relatively limited proportions, which soars in proportion, particularly vertically. The ceiling heights on both the ground and first floors (Americans please note; the first and second), are monstrously enormous. Simply put: one finds oneself roaming the house with very little purpose, just to acquire a random book or a randomly discarded pair of socks from the previous evening. The grounds themselves are devilishly and quintessentially gorgeous. Birdsong is everywhere and the view to the Slaney river is disarming in its pulchritude. So what did we do each early evening, during our ten-night-stay: this newly Irish-cultured (from England; oh and by the way my wife is genetically quarter Irish understandably on a 'pilgrimage') middle-aged couple, surrounded as we were, with all manner of Wexford treasures? We played Darts. Yes Darts Ladies and Gentlemen. Every evening with our Gin And tonics at Seven O Clock, VULGAR DARTS, (to any Americans, this is like sort of shooting at animals but without the guns: you just sort of shoot at mathematical constructs: for us mere English: most enjoyable). Look we've literally just landed back in England from the Emerald Isle, via Wales obviously, and all is fine. So to conclude everyone; in our humble opinion: Salville House is the epitome of justifiable magnificence in every aspect. If you arrive at this beautiful property, you will probably never want to leave it, ever.