Lower Oddington is one of those villages you could drive straight through without noticing. Pull over, though, and The Fox is your reward: a honey-stone pub where the fire is always lit and the kitchen takes its cues from the seasons. It's the kind of place that makes you want to linger over a second glass.
The Fox sits at the quiet end of Lower Oddington, a hamlet so small it barely registers on a map. That obscurity is part of its charm. The pub itself is old stone, low ceilings, and the kind of warmth that comes from real fires rather than radiators. The menu leans modern British, built around what the local farms and the Daylesford estate can supply, and the cooking is honest without being plain. A slow-roasted shoulder, a well-dressed salad, a sticky toffee pudding that arrives and disappears in equal silence. Nothing shouts; everything lands.
The connection to Daylesford is real, not just a branding exercise. Ingredients travel a short distance from farm to plate, and you can taste the difference. On a winter evening, with the fire going and a bottle of something good on the table, The Fox feels less like a restaurant and more like someone's very well-run home. In summer, the garden is lovely. We've had some of our best evenings in the Cotswolds here, often without planning to: you stop for a drink, then stay for supper, then wonder where the evening went.
“We never just have one drink at The Fox. Every visit starts with good intentions and ends with pudding.”
All of this on the doorstep, and your own thatched cottage to come home to. Sleeps seven, less than a mile from Soho Farmhouse.