Inspired British Breaks Suffolk

Some 18 miles or so from Ipswich, Lavenham is perhaps the best example of a medieval English wool town, a place which wears its antiquity on its sleeve. Gabled shops and timbered houses of mustardy ochre, deep coral or pink render lean into its thoroughfares, strangers to a straight line, testament to a time of wealth when wool and cloth were very big business indeed.

Squeezing the car into a narrow gap off the High Street I instinctively breathed in, as though that would help me negotiate such a skinny lane, before being deposited into the wide open space of the Market Square. Here, shiny 4x4s swallowed up parking spaces in front of the medieval Guildhall, its pale timbers silvered with time to frosty beauty. The centuries collided in a single scene.

The Swan hotel occupies a greedy stretch of the High Street, higgledy buildings which date, in parts, to the 14th century. Inside the warm embrace of what became, in the 17th century, an important posting inn, ancient and modern merge seamlessly, from tea in inglenook cosiness to memorable modern British food by head chef Justin Kett, and from period-drama views through leaded bedroom windows to a high performance Temple Spa facial in the Weavers’ House Spa, contemporary calm cleverly insinuated into an ancient setting.

The Swan’s Wool Hall, built in the Middle Ages as a guildhall, is now pressed into service as a private room but it is the hotel bar which will take centre stage in 2018 when the RAF celebrates is centenary. Known as the Airmen's Bar, dashing RAF and US Army Air Corps pilots based at RAF Lavenham socialised here during World War II. Their hasty signatures adorn the walls alongside framed memorabilia. As hotel bars go, it is one of a kind.

A spin through the countryside next day took me to Long Melford – named for its lengthy high street - and a peep inside the magnificent parish church of Holy Trinity, then to Sudbury and the unexpected delight of Gainsborough’s House. Surveying masterpieces in the Georgian artist’s home felt a little like sneaking beyond the red rope in a museum – the simple surroundings as far a cry from the National Gallery you could get. Change is afoot, to give this comprehensive collection of the artist’s work the space it needs, and funding being secured to create a multi-million pound national exhibition centre in the heart of the town.

Oysters from the River Deben, pumpkin arancini and seared haunch of venison brought culinary pleasure at The Crown in pretty Woodbridge. The foodhall at Snape Maltings sparkled enticingly but I was determined, also, to reach Emmett’s in Peasenhall. Truckles of cheese vied for attention with giant jars of chestnut honey and slabs of Spanish chocolate at this destination deli. Out the back, staff were busy packing orders, sending Emmett’s famous hams to all corners of the globe. Hams cured in ginger and spices, Earl Grey, or even rosebuds and smoked in a tiny smokehouse on site are its main claim to fame, and the reason owner Mark Thomas is one of Rick Stein’s Food Heroes.