Afternoon tea at Liberty.

After a quick visit to Columbia Road flower markets to get some big blousy pink roses there seemed nothing better to do on a rainy, dreary Sunday afternoon than visit Liberty for afternoon tea.

I am a big fan of Burleigh's black and white willow pattern. I quite fancy the whole dinner set for everyday use. My old china is just too fragile.

The coffee cake was delicious, although I can still feel the clotted cream clogging my arteries.

More Bread & Butter

Here are some more photos taken on my recent weekend in Bruges, staying at the wonderful B&B  - Bread & Butter. You can see my last post about our weekend away here. Belgium chocolate for breakfast? Yes please! Fresh melon and peaches, cheeses, pastries, homemade museli and yoghurt was all served on gorgeous mismatched china, including Zara home, Wedgewood and hand made pottery pieces. Multigrain and rye breads were served in mini wooden boxes. A giant glass jar of homemade museli  sat at the end of table. All glowing golden in soft candlelight, it looked like it was straight from the pages of an interiors magazine. We sat down to a  gloriously beautiful feast each morning. Breakfast at my work desk is just not the same!

The resident cat was a bit shy but would sit safely on the other side of the doors to the back garden and watch us drinking our coffee through the glass.

This is unfortunately the only shot I have of the amazing vintage wallpaper that was in our loft bedroom.

I couldn't resist adding another shot of the bath tub.

We had amazing perfect blue skies.

We spent many hours getting happily lost in the winding cobbled streets along the pretty canals, fuelled by the delicious breakfast and strong coffee at the Bread & Butter.

By the seaside

So we went to St Ives, Cornwall instead of Istanbul.  I want to move there and open a teapot (and ukulele) shop... I never knew, well believed, that beaches like this existed in grey old England. It felt like I was by the Mediterranean or back in good old NZ. Apart from the distinctly English oh-I-do-like-to-be-by-the-seaside-y-ness of it all. Blue skies, smiley faces, ice creams and cute little shops. Even an adorable second hand furniture and vintage design shop, beaten green.

There's the Tate St Ives, the wonderful Bernard Leach pottery studio and the small but perfectly formed Barbara Hepworth museum.  And there was even treasure to be found amongst the old junk shops - a pink glass cake stand circa 1940's was picked up for a mere fiver and a Violet printed table cloth for a quid (pictures to come later).

I have far too many photos to choose from!

And oh the sea! The sea!! How I have missed you...

Oh St Ives.. I hope I'm back again soon. Not for sure I'll be having any more clotted cream though. My arteries may never recover...