Yes, I know this blog is all about London Lofts but occasionally I'll stumble across something that needs to waxed lyrical about, this is one of those moments.
Faversham in Kent is the location of the subject of my latest ramblings. I could bore you for hours on this one as I've totally fallen for this place but I don't want you falling asleep so I'll keep it as concise as I can.
About 10 years ago, the current owner and thoroughly nice chap tried to buy on a whim, an old converted ship lap boarded building sat at the edge of the creek in town but due to circumstances beyond his control, never went through with the purchase. By now, he'd been totally seduced by the charm of this pretty medieval market town and decided to hunt out something else that offered him a weekend retreat. Whilst exploring, it became evident that the social scene was buzzing, particularly in the arts scene, which was handy as this particular buyer was a certain Jeff Lowe, who, to the un-initiated, was an established sculptor with international acclaim.
So, after a lengthy search, Flint House presented itself. Within a nano second of stepping over the threshold, Jeff and his wife knew this huge apartment which housed the assembly hall of a former school was "the one". Once an imposing gothic style building, now, after much love thrown at it with a sympathetic eye, a grade two listed development of just 12 properties of varying shapes and sizes. That was that, a swift completion ensued and the romance with rural Kent started.
Fast forward to today and Faversham with its growing popularity with Londoners looking for a slightly more gentile life just an hour from the smoke has become something of a more semi permanent affair for the owners. So much so that the only reason this place is up for sale is due to a forthcoming move to another jaw dropping property just outside Faversham, one thats been widely touted buy a national newspaper as one of the top 50 of the worlds most interesting properties and one with enough acreage to house his impressive collection of sculptures.
Back to Flint House. The reason for me going all misty eyed about it is the charm of the place, its almost tangible. Or, it maybe because as I write this, I'm indulging in my guilty pleasure of listing to Christmas tunes on Spotify whilst the frost disappears outside. I cant help picturing a large gathering relaxing around the huge rustic oak table tucking in to a festive banquet. what ever. My point is really that this bears the hall marks of what a great property should do, bring out emotions that you thought you had buried away. It really delivers. I hope you can see with the series of pictures attached why I've been waffling on about it.
Before I sign off, one thing worth noting is this, if you are lucky enough to own and live in a space like this and about to embark on a refurb mission please take note of the all important dressing of the interior, apparently its been singled out as the main reason this place found its buyer within 10 days of going to market. Worth keeping in mind.