I wanted to take some time to tell you about The Old Manse where we stayed in Martinborough. Our hosts, John and Sandy, were delightful. The house has quite a history. It was built in 1876 and had five rooms and a thatched roof and served as home to 8 ministers over the years. For 28 years it was suitable but when Rev. James McCaw was called to the parish in 1904, it became evident with his large family that the home was not big enough. The Old Manse was enlarged by 1906 to the size it is today.
After 60 years of serving the ministers of the Presbyterian parish,
the home was in need of repairs and renovation that were too burdensome for the
church. The Old Manse was sold and a new one eventually built on another street
nearby. After that, The Old Manse was owned by several families until finally
being purchased by John and Sandy in 1999.
When John and Sandy purchased it the home was quite run
down. Before and after pictures along with pictures of some of the ministers
and their families who lived there are scattered throughout the hall and main
area. The before-and-afters are amazing. John and Sandy paid attention to
detail and definitely got it right. Even the light switches are period pieces.
The only truly modern area is the kitchen but it blends in with all the other
Victorian decoration.
When all the work was done, the church gave them permission
to call it the Old Manse and they performed not only a Christian blessing but
also a Maori blessing upon it. It is a number one rated bed and breakfast in
the area.
At six, John and Sandy and a friend, Deb, come in with some
refreshments and sit for a bit to visit with us. John tells us a little more
about his adventures in restoring the home and shares his anticipation of
retiring soon. Sandy shares a little of some of the memories of running the BB
and I wondered how they are going to fair when it is over. They seem to truly
enjoy the experience of meeting people. I’m sure there’s another side they
won’t miss at all.
For us, it is a most enjoyable experience. We have the house
to ourselves since John and Sandy live next door and there are no other guests
this night. It is however a difficult night as the lovely pleasant breeze that
was blowing in the afternoon becomes gale force wind in the night. An awning
over the patio area flaps loudly every so often sounding like thunder.
John fixes us a delicious breakfast in the morning. Bob has
baked beans with his eggs and I have tasty mushrooms with mine. The coffee is
just right and we are set for our journey. I wonder what the day will be like
driving to Wellington since the winds are due to continue for a day or two. Perhaps
the weathermen don’t get it right all the time here either.
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