Selecting A Gate
Choosing a gate is simple, but choosing the right gate… there’s a lot to consider.
What function does it have – stopping children and pets? Increasing privacy? Providing a focal point? These practical considerations will need to be addressed first, but then there’s the setting – what environment is it going into, what does it say about you the owner and the space it encloses?
Get it right and your gate becomes more than a gate. It’s a first impression, an invitation. Here are two of my recent favourites:
The Hobbit Gate
A charming cottage in a sleepy Oxfordshire village needed its immediate gardens simplified in order to spill over the boundary wall into the paddock beyond. A gate was required to deter visiting children from accessing a new pond, but it didn’t want to be a barrier. Taking cues from the organic, cottagey surrounds, I commissioned a gate hewn from natural timbers, with its hinges and fittings following the wood’s natural form. It’s now the owner’s favourite thing in the garden (sigh… all the rest of my hard work…), an ancient-looking invitation to walk through and enjoy the space beyond.
The Country Classic
In the raw air of the high Cotswolds, a lovely property nestles beside the village church, discreet but very much part of the village scene. The owners have a lovely King Charles spaniel harbouring a penchant for unauthorised escapades… they needed an automated driveway gate that kept Woof in, but didn’t aggressively block the village out. Having re-designed the garden to significantly reduce the area of drive and increase the connectivity of the house to its garden (visually doubling the size of the place by doing so!) the gate needed to set the tone right from first arrival.
Timber was the obvious choice – natural and in-keeping with the local vernacular, but stylistically it had to fit somewhere between rustic and formal. The answer was something classic – a design that could be Arts and Craft, could be country manor – with a modification to ensure the bars were spaced just close enough together that a rascally King Charles can’t squeeze through… it’s not a farm gate, not a twee gate and certainly not a ‘go-away’ gate… everyone’s happy – except Woof!