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Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Lifestyle, London, Restaurants and bars, West-End

Afternoon Tea at Kettner’s

I’m having a bit of a love affair with Kettner’s in Soho at the moment ever since I went for dinner a few weeks ago. The whole ambience of the place completely lured me in, with its sumptuous private dining rooms, velvet soaked nooks and crannies to snuggle into and the strains of big band jazz tickling my ears. The excellent Happy Hour menu probably has something ┬áto do with it too. I was invited to have afternoon tea with Sarah who is currently painstakingly researching the  ...

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Coffee and Cafes, Culture, East, Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Events, Lifestyle, London

London Coffee Festival

If you’re a keen clicker on this here blog of mine (and if not OH GO ON JOIN ME I’M WELL NICE I PROMISE!) you might remember a few weeks ago I went on a cute little coffee tour of East London on a spangly vintage Routemaster. All that was in aid of launching the London Coffee Festival, a huge celebration of all things caffeinated. I popped along to the festival on its final day, and LOVED IT. Based in the Old Truman Brewery on Brick Lane, the festival sprawled over enormous  ...

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Books, Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Hobbies, Lifestyle, Music, Travel

BRISTOL

A couple of weeks ago I spotted that the sun was about to have his hat on for perhaps the final time this year, so I hopped into the car and took a jaunt west. TO BRISTOL, the land of cider and suspension bridges! AND BEAMING DOWN THAT SUN WAS! My dear old chum Charlie is lucky enough to live in a pretty little place right slap bang in the centre of Clifton, so we took a stroll down to the Observatory, hopping in and out of bookshops, charity shops and antiqueries along the way. We  ...

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Coffee and Cafes, Culture, Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Hobbies, Hobbies, Lifestyle, London, South

Scone With the Wind at Brixton Village

Brixton on a sunny Saturday morning is something that can’t really be described. It has to be seen, smelt, tasted and heard to really understand it. As you step off the tube and wander towards Brixton Village you’re confronted by TFL workers embracing and laughing as they take over from each other on shifts, 90s R’n’B ┬áblaring out of an enormous butchers where queues of people are lining up for chops, gospel music and shouting as preachers attempt to inspire those  ...

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