After a week that can only be described as THE PITS (teething baby, plumbers from hell, serious family illness… you get the drift), come Sunday we decided to get in the car and DRIVE. Finally, fortune was on our side and the sun shone as we ditched the car and…
The soundtrack to my life
Inspired by tonight’s episode of The Voice UK, namely Jaz Ellington killing it with his unique rendition of Ordinary People, it triggered this blog about my very own Desert Island Discs. Benny and I had been together only a month or so, we hadn’t said those three little words yet…
Happy Easter!
Happy Easter all. We’re just frantically throwing the contents of the house (jug blender and all) into the car and heading off to Somerset for a 5 day break at the in-laws. Unfortunately that’s not their Stately, it’s Montacute House near Yeovil, but they do live just out of shot…
Object of Desire: Art.co.uk
Hi. My name’s Lydia. I’m a picture addict. I can’t stop buying photos/prints/artwork. Yes, it’s an affliction. They are stacked around the house, lined up along the skirting board as we have literally run out of wall space. And yet I keep buying. The only rule is thick, matt black…
Not your average minibreak…
Need some ideas for romantic boltholes with a twist? These two sum up the Countryfille.com ethos is a nutshell. The first is a super slick, luxury hideaway in the middle of a field on Somerset, while the other is a tiny, blissfully tranquil corner of central London. The best of…
Baby bags for the handbag obsessed
Before Country Bebe (BCB) I was a handbag gal with a serious addiction. You know the type: shelves lined with bags all tucked up in their dust sleeves; each with an affectionate pet name – Melman the Mulberry, Pauline the Paul Smith… Or is that just me? With size 9/42…
A post-natal hair funk
So, it turns out early motherhood is a bitch in the vanity stakes. I guess I should have figured out that round the clock childcare isn’t *that* conducive to maintaining your beauty regime. Who knew? And oh how the mighty have fallen. From the dizzy heights of a head of…
Object of Desire: Beware the moon
So, this company has been on my ‘interior design tear sheet pile of dreams’ for a while. Even since the immaculately tasteful Judith Wilson wrote about it for me at The Resident back in 2009. Beware the moon is a father/daughter wallpaper company that really tickles my fancy. I love…
Valentine’s Day north of the border
If you’re in Edinburgh and are feeling warm and fuzzy towards your beau this February 14th, head to the recently opened Thinking Chocolate for a cacao fix that will blow their mind. I’m just going to insert some pics here so you can see *just* how good this little independent…
A tale of two brunches
This week has been all about the brunch. One in the city (Crouch End) and one by the sea (Lyme Regis). My city haunt is, by happy coincidence, on the same street my parents-in-law have lived for 30 years. The Haberdashery. I love the bones of this place. From the…
Baby chic
So, after 11 weeks of motherhood I figure I am qualified to say: Britain’s style choices for the under 5’s suck. The high-street offerings for our little treasures range from a walking billboard (the worst I’ve seen: ‘Made in 60 seconds’), to a wardrobe more suited to either a Westside…
Festive sweaters – the sequel
I never thought I’d be hankering after a festive sweater but then I met this beauty from J Crew. I admired it from afar for a while, mulling over buying it for a casual Valentine’s date (all dates are casual with an 11 week in tow). I’d even mentally styled…