I'll be honest, I didn't believe that anything could top the gin bar. I mean, a gin bar. In the corner of the living room. I felt like I'd made it. It even made the yellow-toned walls ever so slightly pale in to insignificance. Ever so slightly. After all, yellow walls are never insignificant. And not in a good way. Hooray for the recent transformation to pure brilliant white.Read More
I'm so, so sorry to all of you who asked about the table linen in my simple summer post back in May. I started to put together this post and then the sun started actually shining for more than a few minutes, my mind turned to freckles and ice lollies, and I completely forgot to come back to it. A few weeks on, I hope you still find it useful. Looking at the forecast, we have plenty of warm evenings ahead of us, so lots of opportunities to dine outdoors.Read More
Having spent the weekend in Manchester (without the children) to celebrate Paul's birthday, there are four things that I know to be true:
Few things are better than live music.
Very little is better than live music on a warm summer's night.
Virtually nothing is better than live music on a warm summer's night, drinking cold beers.
Absolutely nothing is better than live music on a warm summer's night, drinking cold beers when you don't have to get up in the morning.