Tuesday, 26 May 2015

The Village Fayre

Thank you May, for your second bank holiday.
On this occasion, we spent the day at the village fayre, in a neighbouring village. Mark and I took my parents, and we all had such a lovely time.

It's a picturesque place, with attractions on the village green, and surrounding area.

There were stalls crammed with jewellery and arts and crafts.

Hook-a-duck for the kids.

The mad hatter stall.

Beautifully decorated Cupcakes, yes I did buy one!

This vehicle was a £1 a ride.

Tommy had lots of fun watching the children in the racing carts, and watching me win him a toy lobster.

And he loved running about, but not always the same way as us!

This adorable tea room, on the outskirts of the village green, was also an antique shop.

My mum and I happily browsed among the gems.

I spied some old postcards, this one was dated 24th September 1942 and in fancy writing it said...I do hope Betty is feeling better. We visited this gay place today, you wouldn't believe we were at war.

We then stopped for toasted sandwiches, cake and coffee (chocolate milkshake for Tommy).


Tommy pretending to read the menu (in daddy's shades).

After the fayre, we visited the garden centre. Here are my purchases. It's time to make the garden pretty again.

Then Mark disappeared to the bedroom to watch the cricket, a worn out Tommy snoozed on the sofa, so I watched a Miss Marple film and ate chocolate.
The perfect end to a perfect day.

Saturday, 23 May 2015

Jamie Oliver and the princess castle

I'm not usually a spur of the moment kind of girl. So when I realised the nice building in front of me was Jamie Oliver's restaurant, and because he is my favourite chef, I said to my hubby Mark, "We should definitely dine here one day."
I wasn't expecting him to suggest, "Why don't we eat here now?"
Now? You mean, we won't go home and eat cottage pie, as planned? We won't go home and talk about it and Google the menu, then over a few days decide which weekend we should visit Jamie's establishment, and if we should dine alone, or invite family or friend?
I was feeling a little uneasy.
"What about the cottage pie?"
"The cottage pie can wait."
"We probably have to book."
"Let's go inside and see."
So we did.
How brave of me. I figured Mark was right, the cottage pie could wait, and this was Jamie Oliver's restaurant after all.

Trattoria, the Italian one.

It was a rustic kind of place, and you can watch the chefs at work.

The walls were stacked with pics of Jamie, and random pieces of art.

Helping Tommy with the menu and his colouring pencils. These were supplied by the staff.

Tommy creating a masterpiece.

I ordered the Margherita pizza. It was very tasty.

Tommy had fish fingers and chips. I cut them into little pieces for him, and sampled some. I must say, they were the best fish fingers and chips I've ever tasted.

A salad complimented the children's meal. Tommy had great fun shaking, as requested.

He likes to feed daddy.

Tucking into the chocolate ice-cream. What concentration.

I thoroughly recommend Trattoria. There was a buzzing atmosphere, attentive staff, and the food was tasty and reasonable. The kid's menu was impressive, great choice and healthy products.
We're planning on visiting again. Note the word planning!
But hey, I'm not knocking this spur of the moment lark, I rather enjoyed it.

Oh and before eating we visited a fun fair, and Tommy loved the princess castle. Can you see us?

Friday, 22 May 2015

The day a blogger came to London

When my blogger pal, Amel, notified me that she was visiting London and would love to meet, I almost squealed with delight.
After dipping in and out of each other's lives for about seven years now, thanks to the internet, we would finally meet in real life.
I was full of ideas for tourist attractions and London adventures. And after many messages, we finally met.

Our story began in Balthazar. It's a french brassiere in Covent Garden, whose philosophy is to combine the best ingredients with the most traditional methods to produce great quality food. Here we are!

After big chats we finally ordered a latte and scrambled eggs. What a good start to the day.

It was a grand place for breakfast, and we both admired the decor.

We then decided to take a stroll around London before a spot of shopping. A red double decker bus and the underground, how London can you get!

Not wishing to miss a thing, and both being fans of photography, we kept stopping to capture our day.

We even walked to Trafalgar square, in the heart of London.

Next stop, shopping! Back to Covent Garden and the market stalls were open. It's one of my favorite places in London.

I love all the quirky stuff.

The relaxing music was a welcome break.

There are usually street entertainers. This one was quite comical and managed to release himself from a ball and chains, without a key.

It was soon cake time! We spotted such a pretty place and decided to treat ourselves.

It was like Aladdin's cave in there, Full of rooms and treasure.

Oh that's me in the mirror.

Too much choice. (They looked almost too good to eat!)

I finally settled on this beauty.

Amel's choice. Not a bad one.

It was lovely to sit down and chat again. We have loads in common and the conversation was non-stop.
Then we wandered around London streets, and caught a tube to China Town.

More food. Just a light snack before home time.

What a wonderful day, one I will always cherish. Happy memories of the day a blogger, and friend, came to London.
Thanks for visting me, dear Amel.