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Category Archives: life around Bath
A bientôt Bath
Here’s a toast to the next chapter and my last weekend in this special city. The place I’ve called home for the past 5 years; the place which will feel like home for many years to come; and the place which one day I’ll hopefully come home to.
Weekend brunch
Breakfast at Stokes in Stockbridge is a relatively new family tradition but one I hope will continue for many years. Stokes is just the place to enjoy a leisurely weekend brunch. The coffee is strong, the decor is cool and the eggs benedict is fantastic.
A good read
I nipped into a welcomely air-conditioned Waterstones yesterday to cool down and rummage through the bestsellers list. There’s nothing I love more on a sunny weekend, than lying outside and getting lost in a really good book.
This little one
…is just too cute. Running and giggling and falling all around Oxford’s Botanic Garden.
Collioure
This post has been so long in the making that it feels like a long time now since I was sitting in the sweltering sun sipping a café creme in this pretty place. Collioure is a beautiful, beautiful town, full of history and charm and a little je ne sais quoi. As with most towns in France it hosts a weekly market brimming with fresh local produce and bursting with colour. Rows and rows of summer chairs line the front, making it the perfect place to sit back, relax and watch the world go by. We came back here, again and again over the two week break. These snaps were taken during our second visit; my favourite day of the holiday.
A pretty good Saturday
Chilling in Henrietta Park, soaking up the sunshine and catching up on goss with a good friend.
Hello sunshine
What a day; what a weekend ahead. The sun’s set to stay and Murray’s in the Wimbledon final. Bring it on.
Petit déjeuner
Breakfast on holiday was spent gathered round the table with a cafetiere of coffee and a platter of pastries from the boulangerie. Little Ivy munched her croissant amidst declarations of ‘moooore’ and a few ‘baaaaaaa’ (bus) and by the end of the week she was a dab hand at dipping her croissant in the jammy ‘dip dip’. Too cute.
J’aime le chocolat!
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