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Wellington Barn, a private barn wedding venue in Wiltshire

A 400-year-old barn on a working family farm, hidden in the Wiltshire downs.

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An exclusive secluded private venue in the very heart of Wiltshire, from intimate gatherings of 30 to celebrations and events of up to 300.

1,200+

weddings on this farm since 2006

Oneevent at a time, the whole place yours

38guests sleep on site in summer

7generations of the Maundrell family

Weddings

Our versatile indoor spaces, breathtaking grounds, and gorgeous accommodation offer the perfect canvas for your wedding celebrations. You are free to tailor every detail to reflect your unique style, whether you dream of a sophisticated, intimate gathering or a grand, vibrant celebration. We welcome you to bring your own style and ideas and use us as your backdrop.

Plan your wedding here

Family owned and run

A family-owned and run business, farmed by the Maundrell family for over 300 years.

360 degree breath taking views

Panoramic windows over the rolling Wiltshire Downs and wild flower meadow.

The venue that says yes you can

You are free to tailor every detail to reflect your unique style.

Yours for the entire day

The venue is exclusively yours for the entire day.

Keri Maundrell, Venue Director and Owner

A note from Keri

I'm delighted to invite you to our historic venue in Calstone-Wellington, where my family has farmed for 400 years. In 2005, we transformed our 200 year old barn, once a feed store and shelter for grazing cattle and sheep, into the beautiful wedding venue it is today. My passion is preserving our family history while creating a sustainable future for the farm. The team looks forward to welcoming you.

Keri Maundrell, Venue Director & Owner
About the family

A digital viewing

A walk around the whole place with Jemma from the team. Watch it here, or come and see it for yourself.

A 2024 couple

A golden August evening

Summer · Couples who celebrated here

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Read their days
A couple walking into the low sun across the long grass, her train catching the light