Witley Court. I love this place. LOVE LOVE LOVE. No matter which direction you look, there’s a picture perfect view. So firstly, please go visit. Secondly, just a bit too far for you to visit? Nowhere’s to far in this day and age, please go visit. Thirdly, to prove why you need to visit, let me begin…
History unfortunately wasn’t on this beautiful building’s side, and it did suffer a massive fire during it’s lifetime, leaving it a ruin. But it’s strange, as twisted as it may be, it’s kinda why I love it too. It’s derelict and grand charm. Do you remember the Friends episode where Ross marries Emily? In a ruined church lit with hundreds of candles? Well this place (English Heritage permitting) would be PERFECT for that. Although there is a church right next door also if the more conventional method suits more.
Now enough about me, how was your weekend, please tell me it treated you just as well?
The weekend saw myself and BF whip off the winter clothes, and enjoy the little sneak peak of summer July has shown us, in Worcester. Yes there was LOADS of hugs as well, as it’s been FAR too long since I’ve last seen him, but I won’t inflict that sight upon you. Nausea is never a good feeling.
Anyway, back to a far less nauseating and more idillic site, and you have the glorious Worcester countryside. And day one found us exploring Brockhampton Estate.
I know, completely quaint, idillic and romantic right? Inside the house less so, but hey, a sunny day, who wants to be indoors…?? Which lead us to then explore (some) of the 1,700 acres to the estate. Oh yes, I worked my calves muscles on this trip.
In the middle of Plymouth city centre, a new little oasis has emerged. Now there’s a summer (don’t worry, I whispered that so as not to scare it away again) this is to become my favourite lunch spot. Every millisecond I can get away from the desk, you’ll find me here, immersed in wild flowers hidden behind my sunnies and kindle (and massive smiles).
After 30 years, my surprising revaluation continues into the weekend, that Plymouth really isn’t so bad after all.
I had one of those lovely lazy Saturday’s, doing everything and nothing all at the same time. On the way to the grocery store to restock the barren cupboards, I detoured across the moors. You can take the safe assumption they’re in the complete opposite directions, but hey, it’s a do everything and nothing day so who’s caring? I had no planned direction or destination, and it managed to find me. Literally, it stopped me in the middle of the road completely oblivious it nearly ended up on a collision course with my car bonnet. A sharp turn into a makeshift ‘car park’, the iPhone was quickly whipped out to capture this. Tell me who now wants to move to the edge of the universe to have this on your doorstep.
I never want to not live by the sea, ever. And yesterday Plymouth, the usual grey bleak little city that it is, made me do a double take, and think actually Plymouth, you’re not that bad.
After a couple routine weeks at work, I decided we all needed some much needed fun and bonding time. (And good food, but that’s pretty much always a given with me.) So, I got the team together and we took ourselves for an amazing deal on the Barbican.
Once a month on a Thursday sees The Vauxhall Quay and Annabel’s come together. And what do you get? For a crisp £10 note you’ll receive 1x comedy ticket at Annabel’s, to be enjoyed after filling your tum’s with pizza (and not of that horrid frozen stuff, this is REAL pizza. Stone baked, super thin base and oozing with cheese) washed down with a chilled glass of vino, or beer, whichever the preference. All (sunshine permitting, so I know it’s a big IF) whilst overlooking a view like this…
I know, you can see my reason for the double take now right??
It was also open mic night at The Vauxhall Quay, and it was so tempting just to stay, fill up the glasses and enjoy the view, much needed sunshine and performances.
However I have to say we were glad we popped next door to Annabel’s as the comic’s that night were hilarious, there was hardly a dry eye in the place. Not only were our tummy’s already hurting from pizza over indulgence, but now they were being torn apart from laughter. If you’re local, I highly recommend checking it out. For the deal you need to book in advance, but the 10 I dragged along with me are already talking about booking next month’s already after their first experience. A hard earned £10 well spent.
And, if you’re like me and you enjoy a cocktail (ok or two, or three), buy yourself a Cherry Popper. Sweet yet sour, Disaronno and cherry brandy, my absolute favourite. If you’re one of those crazy ones however who does’t like almond or cherry, treat yourself to a Espresso Martini instead. You can thank me later.
Following on from my Personal Style scrapbook post, here’s some of the ones from my interior and design book. I love Pinterest, and it makes the whole ‘scrapbooking/inspiration boards/need to refer back to’ process a whooooooole lot simpler. However, having a look back through these scrapbooks I’m getting pure nostalgia, and whilst Pinterest is simpler, more efficient, it’s also more clinical. I miss my torn paper, Pritt Stick and masking tape…
…However I am currently wondering what interior ‘artwork’ I can conduct with the above process. Hmmmmn. What this space.
Ok, so we’re side tracking to a different direction today, I like to keep you on your toes, and I wouldn’t want a 1D blog.
Going through some boxes I’m still yet to unpack from moving (it’s been over 3 months now, shall we have a bet on how many more months they stay unpacked??) I came across one of my magazine scrapbooks. Many, many a moon ago, when I read magazines instead of blogs, and tore out articles because Pinterest was yet to exist, I was completely fanatical that a magazine could not be thrown out until I had saved all the photo’s and articles I wanted. I had three in total, one for style, and another two for food and interiors. I’m yet to dig out the two latter, however here are some of the pages from my style one…
Yeah see, a real scrapbook, with tatty pages and torn out pages, and far too much Pritt Stick. I love how it compares to my more updated Style board…