I’m slightly obsessed with picnics. The tiny sausage rolls, dappled sunshine, bubbled beverages, a blatant disregard for tables, communal pots of hummus, relaxed laughter and did I mention miniature scotch eggs? As the seasons turn, I’m already planning a little dining en plein air – so thought it was only fair to share 9 of the best secret picnic spots in London that I’ve found so far!
I’m someone who used to keep a picnic blanket under her office desk (for sunshine emergency situations you understand), when I went freelance I bought my phone plan specifically so I can use it as a laptop hot spot in blossoming gardens and I may or may not have a bottle opener on my key ring. Case in point: my autumnal picnic above – I’ll take literally any excuse to unroll one of my many picnic blankets.
I like to consider myself the queen of small talk. I can chat the hind leg off a donkey (example: I once spent 9 hours brunching with the same two ladies, in the same restaurant on the same day) and don’t often find myself with absolutely nothing to say (*launches into random story only tangentially related to original topic*) but when I saw these travel edition ‘would you rather’ questions, I was actually quite stumped.
My Nana who used to call me giggling Gertie would have been shocked. Like, surprised enough to let me into her lounge (apparently I used to accidentally smash all of her ornaments, so I got banned to the garden when we visited her. True story.)
Consider this the travel version of Snog Marry Avoid, I am so whipping these questions out at my next dinner party. You have been warned friends!
She stands in a flowing ball gown at the tip of a mountain. The wind teases her hair in perfect waves, the sun has broken over the horizon and she… brandishes her suitcase with the zeal of an airport customs official. Between the manicured Instagram shots, travel can often be quite stressful. Luckily, over the years we’ve developed 5 essential packing habits that have saved us a fair amount of holiday stress and unnecessary hassle.
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I have a confession to make. I have a full blown cat addiction, and, I’m not even sorry. Those soft little ears, twitching tails and indifferent faces cast a spell that have us dashing around the globe and visiting enough cat cafes to have a shortlist of 10 of the best cat cafes in the world. All the while a sleepy little tabby cat snoozes at home in London…
Once we’ve booked flights and perused hotels, Google searching for a cat cafe is one of the first things I do – and I’ve been accused of carrying out those 3 tasks in a slightly different order. It’s something I can neither confirm nor deny, but we do have a rather high hit rate of booking accommodation close to cat cafes. I’ll just leave that there, shall I?
One of the main reasons for going up to stay at the lovely Tewkesbury Park (a full review of our hotel stay here) was to try the delicious dishes served in the newly refurbished Mint Restaurant. Disclaimer: We were invited to spend a weekend at Tewkesbury Park but all thoughts, images and fork twirlings are very much my own.
Hotel restaurants can be hit and miss – we stayed in a hotel a fortnight later that didn’t hold a candle to just how delicious Mint Restaurant at Tewkesbury Park was.