I really rather like Cambridge. I’ve been up a few times now and I think it has to be one of my favourite cities. You’re never quite sure what is going to face you round every corner; some wonderful architecture, a cobbled street, a garden or a glimpse of the river. I think part of Cambridge’s charm is that so much has been discovered there and is still being discovered today. Behind every window you pass someone could be uncovering the answer
You may already know that I went to Bruges earlier this year and for the first time realised that beer is actually rather nice. My affection for beer only really extended to the Belgian kind at first. Not that easy to get hold of the more unusual brands I started venturing into beers unknown. A local pub of ours sells Doombar, which is brewed in Cornwall by Sharp's Brewery, and I thought this was finally a British beer that I liked. Then I discovered
It's a few hours in the car for us to get down to Cornwall. My other half's grandmother lives there so it's always nice to go down to see her and smell the sea air. On this particular adventure we arrived to the smell of fresh baking in the house and discovered that we were to be treated to a Cornish feast. The first evening comprised saffron buns (bready, a glorious orange and with saffron and dried fruit), figgy hobbin (sultanas wrapped in pastry
We sat at my laptop around two weeks ago trawling the internet for some holiday inspiration. None came and so we adopted the 'let's just book whatever leaves next week' attitude; a method I will most certainly be using again. We booked a three day trip to Bruges, getting there by Eurostar with a small a bag as possible (well, I still needed everything ever) and it was fantastic. There was plenty of chocolate, beer, waffles and sightseeing.
Last year I wrote about a splendid trip to Brighton that I went on; this year I ventured up to Yorkshire to see what was happening up there. Apparently I drove right through the Yorkshire rhubarb triangle; I thought there might be a signpost or flashing lights or something but sadly not! The weather was typically British with some rain, a little wind and just enough sun. We stayed near a little village called Stamford Bridge which
I went to Brighton this week for a long weekend; considering the wonderful weather it was very well planned. It was lovely to see the sea and hear the seagulls and was also an excuse to eat plenty of ice cream. I do have some rather bright and embarrassing tan lines now but I had a great time. I'll definitely be going back.
As our hotel was in Hove, we had a pleasant 20 minute walk to Brighton in the mornings; along the beach front and the brilliantly