A door, a heart, a lock…
My Mum’s garden shed, but I hope it’s a heart on our country’s door next week, not a lock…
My Mum’s garden shed, but I hope it’s a heart on our country’s door next week, not a lock…
Fyvie Castle Tea-Room.
‘I hope there’s pudding!’ – J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix This time last year I went to Portugal for a friend’s wedding and ate some of the best food I’ve ever had. Although not served at the wedding, these custard tarts were among the highlights from my Portugal trip…
Tea and Maltesers in Mum’s garden!
Minding their own business.
‘We had heard them, sometimes standing in the rain almost out of earshot, so that only the shouted words came through, and had read them on proclamations that were slapped up by billposters over other proclamations, now for a long time, and I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no… Continue reading #168: Faded glory
Coffee at sea.