Scampston vintage weekend - part 1

A few weekends ago (more than I care to mention because it would make me a bad blogger, but I'm happy to say I've almost finished sorting through and editing my most recents pics and there are a handful of posts coming right your way!), I won someting. Something really great! Tickets to the Scampston does vintage weekend! All thanks to a lovely fellow blogger, angel in the north.

Since Scampston is a fair drive from us and our tickets included the Saturday evening open air picnic prom and all day entrance on Sunday for the actual fair, we decided to make a weekend of it and book a B&B in the area. We could have camped on the grounds at Scampston but I was (very rightly!) worried about the weather. I'm a happy camper as long as I can stay dry, but memories of being caught in the remnants of a huge storm in the sand dunes of Connemara, holding on to the tent for most of the night for fear it would be torn to shreds (while Boyfriend slept like a baby next to me) have left me scarred for life.

So a B&B it was! 

Because It was only a short drive from Scampston to the coast, we decided to leave early on Saturday morning and do a bit of exploring around Scarborough (like Blackpool only smaller, from what we saw out of the car window, but I hear there are some much nicer parts away from the beach), Robin Hood's bay (lovely but packed with people and pouring with rain) and Whitby (expensive parking which cut our stay short, and once more, lots of rain). The picture above is of Robin Hood's bay and it's the only one I took during the day, just before it started bucketing it down. We'll have to come back to this area sometime as I'm sure it's lovely in sunny weather.

So anyhoo, after checking in to our B&B and drying off a bit, we headed over to Scampston for the evening picnic of vintage goodness. 

We weren't entirely sure whether food would be provided so we brought our own (delicious handmade scotch eggs from Whitby market and lots of other random things we picked up along the way).

Had we known that the cocktails would be £7, we would have also brought our own. Oh well, they were pretty delicious and it felt so nice to sit in the sunshine with a mojito after spending all day with my hood up and my wellies on!

The picnic was set out in a huge field with food stalls on one end...

...and an open truck at the other end for performers.

It had only just stopped pouring with rain when the picnic started, so the ground was pretty wet. Luckily, the people from Britain does vintage provided lots of sun loungers.

The sun came out properly just before it started setting. Imagine a fresh breeze full of the smells of Summer, a bit of warmth on your face, a packet of Marmite crisps and some very sweet and talented performers. Bliss!

Check out my Cath Kidston picnic basket, which I was finally able to put to good use! I thought I might be able to show off a little but everyone else came very well prepared with lovely vintage picnic hampers. Oh well, I had my authentic hair barrettes gifted to me by a dear friend so I was all set!

When the mist started rising, Boyfriend went on a photo expedition through the grounds (I was too tired and getting rather cold to be honest).

After about 1 hour, the thought of our lovely warm and dry bedroom was too tempting and we decided to call it a day. We did end up stopping about 5 times on the way to snap pictures though.

The English countryside always feels quite magical to me, specially at this time of day and year.

Next time, on Bunnies and Stripes: part 2 of our vintage adventure, with twice as many pics and lots of vintage treasures!


Living it up

Well it looks like I've been doing a lot of living and not much blogging lately. To be accurate, I've been doing a hell of a lot of translating and not much else. Oh and some laptop updating which means I haven't got everything set up to resize/crop my pics just yet, hence the long silence. Lots of posts lined up though, I just have to get myself organised (read: find a way of fitting more hours into the day).

He're is another little greenery update and a random sofa happening. What do you think? Yay or nay?

I just need to perfect my tucking-in skills.

You're allowed to say nay, I won't be offended. I'm still on the fence myself, but I thought a bit of colour might make the living room feel more summery.

Speaking of colour....

I think the nasturtium are plotting to take over the world. It's crazy out there.

As for baby rescue-plant, here's a close up:

We've gone from 3 leaves to 16 in er...well only a few weeks. It's got some really lovely gold sparkly bits on its leaves, and some blue and some pink tones. Oh, and they're not pictured here but I rescued two more plants! They're getting their own post soon, and I think all this is the perfect excuse to buy some pretty plant pots.

And last but not least, one of my favourite flowers (freesias) from one of my favourite cats (Bob) as a thank you for looking after him for a couple of days 

**cue collective "aaaawww" from all cat-lovers on the interwebs**


Greenery update

Well I survived the annual allergy season without cracking ribs or wheezing my way through any sleepless nights! Last year's scary cough made a short appearance but I chased it away with lots of rest and natural remedies. Yay!

There were a few days of serious pollen storms though, so while I stayed in with the windows shut Boyfriend ventured outside and snapped some pics:

Look at the trees in the distance, can you see all the pollen? I couldn't wait for it to rain to wash it all away so I could go outside again.

In the meantime I was stuck with this view from inside the house.

People always tell us our neighbourhood is really old-fashioned (I think the houses were built about a hundred years ago at the same time as the mill that's down the road) with the washing lines hanging between the houses, the cats, the random bikes... I can't wait for Summer to start properly so we can spend some time on the terrace again! (At the moment we're averaging 2 days of sun followed by 7 days of rain so I've decided it's not worth getting the garden furniture out)

I have started growing some Summer flowers though: Nasturtium, my go-to fail-safe can't-kill favourite! Love in the mist is slowly coming up in a pot on the terrace, and one of our friendly neighbours has given us two Pride of London plants from her parent's garden in Norfolk! So cosmopolitan. Pics coming soon!

And last but not least on the greenery update: this is my latest rescue plant, which I found in Kent. The poor thing had been dumped in a skip along with the contents of what looked like a very dated house in the middle of a renovation. Why the owner would want to dump such a beautiful living plant is beyond me, so I took a cutting, left it in water until it grew roots, and ta-da! Here it is in its new home. I couldn't save all of it, but at least now it can start a new plant life where nobody will throw it away!


A holiday in Haworth

A couple of weeks ago we were feeling l̶a̶z̶y̶ adventurous so we decided to take the day off in the middle of the week and venture out for lunch. Yep, we're crazy freelancers and we love it. To be honest the weather was so good it felt like a waste sitting at home staring at a screen (not such a waste right now as it's bucketing it down...)

I can't really remember why we chose Haworth, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. Sadly the 2 or 3 places I'd been looking forward to trying were closed, but that didn't prevent us from stuffing our faces.

Started off with a milkshake, followed by a HUGE plate of nachos, followed by a healthy salad to restore the nutritional balance of my day.

It did get a bit chilly sitting outside on the sun-less terrace so we crept back inside for coffee by the window, where we made a new friend.

He really really really wanted to come inside and kept jumping up on the seats and giving us pleading looks. At one point he got all tangled up in his lead and just as I was about to tell his owners a lady came up from nowhere and sorted him out. Ah, the kind people of Yorkshire!

Boyfriend bought himself a new toy in one of the shops: a kite! I was a bit skeptical at first but now that he's had hours and hours of fun with it over the last few days I can only agree it was a great idea (pics of all the fun coming soon!). We went and looked for a good place to do some kite-flying but had to turn back after a while because I was wearing highly inappropriate platform shoes.

We managed to spot a bit of wildlife on our short walk though!

This is the Brontë family house, which is quite interesting on the inside and worth a visit if you're a fan.

This is the Brontë family cat. Well, judging by it's age it probably could have been.

So that was the first half of our magical day off, stay tuned for some serious kite-flying coming up next!


A pocket full of Rye

Fine, so no points for originality in naming my post, but I was influenced by all the eponymous shops in Rye so let's just say it's a friendly tribute to them.

I had spotted a few pictures of Rye (which is in East Sussex, not Kent, which got me really confused as to what county we'd stayed in the night before) while hunting for a B&B in the area and as we had a few hours before we needed to set off to Warwick I thought we'd have a snoop around.

Although it's obviously pretty touristy, Rye still has a small-town feel about it and there's lots to explore. Unsurprisingly, the antique and vintage shops are over-priced (or maybe I'm just used to t'prices up North nowadays) but still interesting to wander around.

The cafes are cute and serve delicious mochas and yummy-looking pastries.

The pubs offer free wifi and big terraces full of flowers.

Basically, Rye is old and interesting and beautiful. Mermaid street is particularly famous and I can see why.

It's full of really pretty houses and of course I chose this one as my dream house:

Postman Pat, Postman Pat, Postman Pat and his black and white cat...

I really wish we'd had more time to explore the town and the whole area. Maybe on our next trip back from France!