21 April 2014

Hampstead Heath, London.

London on a sunny day is almost unbeatable. Sure, we may not have azure waters, bleached white sands or turtles stumbling out of the surf, but we do have rolling acres of parkland, amazing views and spades of culture.
 
 
When you combine these with sunshine, the wonderful company of international cat smuggler, old house adorer and fellow expat @JessonThames with the lure of an exceptional cup of tea, how can you go wrong? We were greeted with a peaceful yet vibrant Saturday morning scene, with locals drinking coffee whilst their dogs ran amok with waggy-tailed delight that only they can convey.
 
 
We giggled at this nesting duck's ball graveyard, well played madam, well played.
 
We shared a cup of rather good Joe overlooking this little shack, before exploring the beautifully restored depths. But that's a tale for another day.
 
 Beautiful Kenwood House.

There is something so lovely about hanging with fellow expats/bloggers; problems with pants (called trousers here), having a predilection for photographing food, laughing at the weird way that Brits pronounce their place names (Leicester, Southwark and Norwich to say but a few) and the strange yet comfortable feeling of not really having one single home.


Even better, when you realise that you share a passion for stately homes (and not just the desire to live in one)....
 

As we wandering the winding paths, we encountered so many corners, the gardens in full Spring bloom awash with an explosion of exuberant colour and the odd child exploding out of the shrubbery to share their discovery of secret stairways.


Our cultural palates whetted we adjourned to the cafĂ© for a delightful repast. What more could you ever ask for?



There was only one fly in the proverbial ointment as we wandered back through the curving paths to civilisation. I know you can swim in a couple of the ponds scattered through the Heath, but it's March. I mean, really?? We were both practically shivering just watching this guy dive off the pier.



One more glance behind us to that dichotomous view, and severe case of kicking myself for living here so long without exploring the Heath. 


This is London, baby. Zone 2 represent.

 
Have you discovered the delights of Hampstead Heath's rolling hills recently?
 
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11 comments :

  1. I love Hampstead Heath! Don't know about swimming there though

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  2. The Heath is my local park, how great is it? I just love how much it has to offer. Now Kenwood is all restored I can't wait to go and check it out. Great post Emma x

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  3. What a beautiful area to spend a spring day!

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  4. I've gone swimming there many a time at the height of summer and it's still pretty chilly but enjoyable! The women's pond is nicer than the mixed pond as a word to the wise ;) x

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  5. So gutted that you visit my neck of the woods when I'm away, but glad you enjoyed it....perhaps you will come visit again when I'm there next time!! xx

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  6. There are simply too many things I love about this post to write in one comment field. But here goes: A) I am fully embracing my new title of international cat smuggler B) Cannot believe you take those pictures on a phone, my camera is suffering from an inferiority complex C) I spit out my coffee when I got to "Zone 2, represent" and D) When can we do it again?? Such a lovely day out xx

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  7. How pretty! I wouldn't mind living near this place.

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  8. I love Hampstead Heath, although I've only visited it once so far (it is zone 2, but exactly on the other side of the city). I was amazed how different it looks from other places in the city. And I still need to go back for Kenwood House which I missed the last time. Did you go in?

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  9. I love Hampstead Heath, although I've only visited it once so far (it is zone 2, but exactly on the other side of the city). I was amazed how different it looks from other places in the city. And I still need to go back for Kenwood House which I missed the last time. Did you go in?

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  10. What a nice escape, love how you have brought it to life with words as well as photos. Ive only seen a tiny corner of Hampstead Heath, such a bad London expat, i will have to remedy soon.

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  11. Hampstead Heath used to be my local haunt! My uncle used to live just around the corner and I remember long walks there when I was a tiny tot. I don't think I've been there in almost 20 years! And yes, fellow expats rock.

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