Our father Peter, an architect, fell in love with Gleyaire and its setting in 1989 whilst holidaying with friends. It was a ruin with trees growing through the roof, but that did not put Dad off and after many years of love, sweat, laughter, hassle and fun, Gleyaire is enjoying a second wind.
It has been a source of many happy adventures for not just our family (Peter has 5 children), but many friends too.