The persistent hammering on the door started at around 4.35am. Assuming the dog needed to go out, I reluctantly rolled over and followed her downstairs. Opening the door to a howling gale, my gaze was drawn to the wildly flapping back gate. The fence post had become detached from the wall and our garden had become a security disaster. After such a terrible start, only total relaxation could rescue my day. The Malvern Spa The Malvern Spa is based on the outskirts of Malvern, at the foot of the beautiful Malvern Hills. It boasts luxurious accommodation, a state of the…

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