Welcome to Treowen
“There be those who say that things and places have souls, and there be those who say they have not; I dare not say, myself, but I will tell of The House.”
H. P. Lovecraft
A house in the borders with a link to dream. A place where seeds from dreams, root and grow into stories. A place that calls to revellers, investigators and strange characters. A place where the boundaries between dream and waking, between truth and fiction, are blurred and thin. Welcome to Treowen Manor.
An early 17th-century manor house in county of Monmouthshire, its history sprawls over four storeys of oak panelling, ancient staircases, and hidden nooks. The beautiful gardens and grounds, and the enchanting countryside can be seen from every leaded window.
Lodgings
“I always lock the door when I creep by daylight.”
Charlotte Perkins Gillman
Should you be brave enough, you may choose to stay overnight at the house. Every bedroom is unique and beautiful, from those with four-poster beds, to those protected by witch marks on the ancient beams.
One of the more curious features, is that none of the rooms have locks. All guest rooms are clearly marked and may not be entered except by the resident guest or in their company.
Steeped in history
“No place worth knowing yields itself at sight, and those the least inviting on first view may leave the most haunting pictures upon the walls of memory.”
Algernon Blackwood
Treowen is a sprawling old house, considered large even by the standards of the time it was constructed. It has a timeless dreamlike quality in its secret corners and strange paths.
Over four floors are unique rooms offering comfort, conviviality and curiosities to uncover. The ancient central stairwell winds through the heart of the house and the impressive oak screen dates from 1627, with many clues hidden in its beautiful carvings.
