With high rocky cliffs over the Atlantic on one side and rugged, boulder strewn granite hills and moors to the other, Zennor is a diamond in the rough. Surrounded by wildflowers, Bronze age monuments and disused tin mines this peaceful village with its own mermaid legend and blowhole has an air of romance & magic.
There is nowhere else quite like the Minack. Carved into the granite cliffs with front row views of the Atlantic Ocean - a theatre experience you will never forget. The whole place was the vision of one woman back in the 1930’s and she worked like an ox alongside her gardener to achieve it. Her unique vision is still thriving and today’s audiences continue to experience the magic of live theatre in this amazing place.
This weekend Porthleven hosts its 11th annual Food Festival. The event brings around 40,000 people together over three days around the picturesque harbour port of Porthleven in Cornwall. There are hundreds of top-quality food stalls, including a food market, street food and plenty of Cornish brands.
The Country Living Magazine Fair is one of those rights of passage into Spring. The show is lovely – there are lambs to stroke and beautiful chickens to coo over, the food is very good and it is all decorated beautifully. This year there are even more talks, events, workshops and classes which adds a great element to the day. The best thing is discovering new exhibitors. Country Living put together the perfect mix of skilled craftspeople, talented designer-makers and passionate artisan producers. Mum and I have been regular visitors over the years with and without various children hanging off me. With all the boys in full time school now we went just the two of us and there was definitely an element of ‘ladies that lunch’ to our day!
Everything is on high alert at the farm. There is a massive sense of excitement and anticipation - the lambs are coming!! Every year I don my filthiest warm clothes and head over to the farm to help the ewes. There really is nothing as spectacular as seeing something being born - entering this world and taking their first breath. Every time one is born I feel the whole world around me stand still as this new little creature is welcomed to the world.
As much as I love spending so much time in the van, sometimes you need your creature comforts around you to make you feel at home. These slippers are perfect for that. Whatever the weather; fresh out of the sea or wind blown up a mountain - these beauties warm me up a treat. See the full range at Women’s Sheepskin Slippers
We have just come back from a wonderful long weekend of Norse fun at the Jorvik Viking Festival in York. Thor did not bring any thunder… I am not sure if that means he was happy or sad? I for one was very happy with the sun beaming down and the lack of raging storms. The whole event was brilliant. If you have even the slightest interest in vikings (or the amazing History Channel’s series) I would recommend you go. Also, if like me you have a thing for grubby, long haired sweaty men with a penchant for natural fibres you will be in heaven….or valhalla!
The Norse warriors are re-staking their claim on York with a mammoth Viking Festival this week. The whole city comes under Viking reign with encampments, a parade, feasts, sword fighting, mead, folk music, storytelling, shows, crafts, markets and more.
There is a Viking strong man competition along with best beard contest but the spotlight this year will be on warrior women. All this is culminating with a battle spectacular on Saturday night.
I don’t think I have ever stayed anywhere like the Jam Hotel before……and it was just as much fun as it looks! I would go so far as to say I felt pretty hip staying there (I realise just by using the word ‘hip’ I have become instantly un-hip!!).
When you think of places to fill a child with glee Brussels may not come to mind first. However, the combination of chocolates, waffles, chips, comic books, the birthplace of Jean-Claude Van Damme and a statue of a small boy weeing may change your mind! There is also the bonus of it being perfectly acceptable to say ‘Manneken pis’ as many times as possible without anyone being able to tell you off!