Annstead Farm Holiday Accommodation

05/08/2025

Guess where we went walking recently? Hint….🥵

19/07/2025

& are off…..raising money for &
Still time to donate by clicking the link below. Have fun in the rain 😁

https://givewheel.com/fundraising/7602/alnwick-yfc-seaside-hike/

15/07/2025

Shout out to this lot going for a stroll on Saturday dressed as British Icons! 🇬🇧
All donations welcome, easy peasy just click on the link, for very worthy causes.
I will post a pic of The Lazy Cow looking as fresh as a daisy before they head off….

This Saturday we have our Seaside Hike🥾🌊 to raise money for Great North Air Ambulance Service and Mind

We are walking from Seahouses to Alnmouth all in Fancy Dress!! 💃

Please help us support these amazing charities by donating!!

To donate please follow the link:
https://gvwhl.com/HR7Z7

15/07/2025

UPDATED 11.08.25

It's not all just about the beaches here in Northumberland.....but they are magnificent too 🙂

Cottage availability for the remainder of the school holidays and up to mid October (will update as things change):-

23rd August - Courtyard Cottage (sleeps 2)

30th August - Mrs Fordy's Cottage (2 bedrooms sleeps up to 5), Gardener's Cottage (3 bedrooms sleeps up to 6)

27th September - Gardener's Cottage (3 bedrooms sleeps up to 6) & East End House (3 bedrooms sleeps up to 6)

4th October - Courtyard Cottage (sleeps 2)

11th October - Mrs Fordy's Cottage (sleeps 5) & East End House (sleeps 6)

Further info is on our website www.annsteadholidaycottages.co.uk or feel free to send me a message to [email protected] - always happy to try to help.

Sue
x

10/07/2025

Craster to Alnmouth is an easy 8 mile stretch of the legs along our stunning Northumbrian coastline.

Park in Craster car park (remember to take real money for the ticket machine) then follow the new Coastal Path finger posts the whole way. Keep the sea on your left and you won’t get lost 😁.

and are just a few options available for food and drink along the way if you don’t want to take a picnic, but you can’t beat a soggy sarnie, a crushed bag of crisps and melted chocolate biscuit in my opinion 😂

Forgot to take many photos this time, too busy enjoying the views 😍

21/06/2025

NOW BOOKED!

Last minute cancellation for this week - 21st June

Dunes Cottage
3 minutes stroll from the beach….honestly! 😁
Sleeps 4 - twin and double
Lawned Garden
Off-Road Parking
Up to 2 Well Behaved Pets

Available between 21st and 28th June - minimum 3 night break.
Email [email protected]

13/06/2025

Two very good causes being supported by The Lazy Cow and Alnwick Young Farmers Club. I know any donations will be greatly appreciated and believe me Beth will earn every penny! 🦥🥵😂
Good Luck!

So, on Saturday 19th July I will be having a skive to walk from Seahouses to Alnmouth (god save me!) with Alnwick Young Farmers Club to raise money for both the Great North Air Ambulance and MIND, both charities who a hugely beneficial to the farming community 🚜

I would be extremely grateful of any donations, no matter how big or small, and you will be helping support two amazing charities.

If you’d like to donate please follow the link below or call into the Lazy Cow to donate by cash or card:

https://gvwhl.com/HR7Z7

Thank you!

Beth x

02/06/2025

St Cuthberts Cave on one side and The Cheviots on the other - perfect Northumberland 😍

31/05/2025

AS SAID IN A COMMENT BELOW - LONG BUT DEFINITELY WORTH READING….

NOT BEING POLITICAL, just another interesting take on modern day priorities - plus I have to up the Farmers obviously 😊

Never forget – it’s farmers who hold the keys to our survival
By
Dominic Wightman
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May 31, 2025

WE WALK on concrete, but we live on bread. The modern world hums with the illusion of self-sufficiency – our smartphones deliver groceries with a tap, restaurants materialise meals on demand, and supermarkets present endless abundance as if by nature’s own hand. Yet this is a collective delusion.

The truth is simpler, starker: every society rests upon the bowed backs of farmers. They are the uncelebrated linchpin holding civilisation together, performing work so fundamental we’ve forgotten to see it.

Consider the sheer improbability of your last meal. That coffee you drank without thinking? A crop cultivated across continents, harvested by hands you’ll never meet, transported through supply chains stretched thinner than spider’s silk. The toast you buttered? Wheat sown in autumn, surviving winter’s bite, cut down in summer by a man squinting against the sun. We treat food as a given, like sunlight or air, when in reality it is a daily miracle wrought by farmers – the last alchemists who still turn earth into life.

Their labour defies romanticism. Farming is not some bucolic idyll; it is mathematics written in mud and sweat. A farmer must be gambler and scientist, prophet and labourer – calculating risks against fickle weather, coaxing growth from stubborn soil, fighting entropy itself just to keep the fields productive. One missed frost, one unseen blight, and a year’s work vanishes. Meanwhile, they’re patronised by 5-days-a-week urbanites who’ve never dug a ditch, who speak of ‘sustainability’ between takeaway lattes, who’d starve in a week if the lorries stopped running.

And for what?

To watch agribusiness conglomerates and supermarket oligarchs siphon away the profits? To hear deadbeat politicians lecture them about ‘efficiency’ while folding to trade deals that undercut their livelihoods? To be treated as quaint relics in a world that venerates guff videos on TikTok?

Here’s the uncomfortable truth: we need farmers far more than they need us. Even The City of London could vanish tomorrow and the world would adjust. Wall Street could collapse and life would go on. But let the farmers stop – really stop – and within months, the veneer of civilisation would peel back to reveal the Hobbesian nightmare beneath. No algorithm can replace them. No app can replicate their work. They are the irreplaceable class.

Yet we’ve built an economy that treats them as disposable. We’ve created a culture that prizes influencers over cultivators, that pays even average professional footballers millions while farmers drown in debt. We’ve normalised the absurdity of valuing estate agents more than those who create the very substance of existence.

This isn’t just ingratitude – it’s civilisational su***de.

Respecting farmers isn’t about nostalgia for some mythical pastoral past. It’s about recognising the foundational truth that all wealth, all power, all culture, begins with full stomachs. Every great idea, every scientific breakthrough, every moon landing was built on top of a mountain of grain.

So the next time you eat, pause. That meal cost someone their sleep, their health, their youth. It was bought not with your money, but with their life.

The farmers I meet don’t ask for statues. They don’t demand parades. But they deserve more than our indifference. They deserve our respect – not as charity, but as the only rational response to those who hold the actual keys to our survival.

The great cities may boast their towers, but it’s the fields that feed them. The powerful may strut and fret upon the stage, but it’s the farmer who keeps the lights on. We’ve forgotten this basic arithmetic of existence. One day, we may remember it too late.

27/05/2025

Castles and Beaches, they’re everywhere in Northumberland! We used to fight everyone it seems, but are much friendlier nowadays 😊

We’ve some last minute cottage availability next week (from 31st May) so if you want a historical break in breathtaking surroundings let me know.

Email [email protected] for info x

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