Cobblers Cove – Hotel Review | Condé Nast Traveler
"Alan and Lady Elizabeth Godsal were ahead of their time. When the couple purchased a mansion on the Caribbean coast in 1968 with the intent to turn it into a hotel, little did they know that the property’s color of choice would become today’s hottest shade . Now overseen by their son Hugh and his wife Sam, Cobblers Cove is filled with millennial-pink accents, from the retro, candy-cane-striped pool umbrellas to the '40s-style main building dubbed The Great House, where afternoon tea is served. There’s nothing ostentatious about the set-up, located on a skinny stretch of platinum beach (although sadly this part of the ocean is choppy, making it challenging to go for a swim). With 40 bedrooms, the place is not especially large—two-story cottages flank The Great House in a wide U-shape facing the sea—but it is dressed delightfully like a tropical country club. Little kitchenettes stocked with Barbadian chocolate, plantain chips, and beer are cheery with pastel patterns, channelling a vintage vibe thanks to plenty of original '70s island-made rattan furniture. And the hotel’s refreshed look, with fabrics designed to mimic the fronds and ferns in the lush gardens outside, is the culmination of a five-year update led by interiors expert Lulu Lytle of Soane Britain. In a world where people no longer dress up for dinner, guests here still throw on silk and pearls for lemon blinis and mahi-mahi caught by devoted fisherman Dennis ‘Barker’ Bovell—a fixture for the past four decades. If it’s not already clear, the ethos is low-key grace, hinged on quality that comes from supporting everything that’s local. Despite the many turbo-charged properties that dot this sweep of shore, Cobblers Cove remains cosy, family-owned and downright lovely. —Kat Odell"
