I am gazing across the Irish Sea from a clifftop lighthouse, seagulls wheeling on the warm Atlantic winds, when it hits me. Even if I hadn’t just spent the past 18 months staring at the same four walls of my Glasgow flat, this would still be one of the best hotel views I have seen. I have come to Corsewall Lighthouse Hotel, an iconic 1817 Robert Stevenson landmark that clings to the cliffs atop the Rhins of Galloway, about 20 minutes northwest of Stranraer. Arrive, as I did, on a blazing summer afternoon and the lighthouse will appear at the end of the road as a sole silhouette inked across the cloudless cornflower sky, with ferries dotted along the horizon below. SponsoredThe lighthouse was bought
