The timber-framed pink houses of the village of Chelsworth in Suffolk break all the laws of structural engineering: windows slant one way, doors another.
Its pub, the 14th-century Peacock Inn, performs a similar balancing act — half restaurant with rooms, seducing down-from-Londoners with its Michelin Bib Gourmand, cocktails and beautifully done accommodation, and half beloved local, where regulars (and their dogs) are greeted by name and there’s always a scotch egg to be had with a Mauldons ale from down the road.
