
Marsalforn Bay, Gozo
Sea, harbour, hills - the quieter island in the chain, unfolding below Xagħra
Our Story
An island we fell for,and a house we built around it.
Our affair with Gozo began long before lockdown - in the quiet lanes of Xagħra, the warm gold of its limestone, the way the light pools across the valley each evening.
When the world paused, we kept returning in photographs and memory. Then, one summer, we stopped going home. We restored this farmhouse stone by stone, kept everything original that could be saved, and added every modern comfort that couldn’t be lived without.
The result is a house that sleeps eight, feels like one, and belongs entirely to whoever is staying that week.








