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The Jumble Book

Hello chaps, I just thought I’d pop in and let you all know that me and a large amount of my possessions will be appearing at a jumble sale in Bedminster this weekend! COME AND BUY MY WARES.

I mentioned previously about my quest to downsize to fit into my teeny tiny house, and as part of it I packed up the large majority of my wardrobe to conduct a small experiment – living with 37 items for 3 months to see how I would get on. Part of it was inspired by the Minimalist’s packing party, and part was inspired by Unfancy’s capsule wardrobe experiment; I made up my own rules and combined the two, and am mostly wearing black these days. It’s ace. My inner goth is most pleased.

Well, to be perfectly honest, barely a month has passed and I am so smitten with my pared down clobber that I’m taking the opportunity to flog most of the rest of it at The Old Bookshop’s perfectly titled The Jumble Book this Saturday.

(I’m planning a bit more of an in-depth post about all that if you’re interested, so stay tuned.)

In the meantime, if you’re local to Bristol, head down to the south side (the best side, imho) on Saturday between 11-5 for a bit of a drink and a shop at the Old Bookshop. Luckily for you, the Bedminster Winter Fair is also on that very same day, with the lower half of North Street being cordoned off for festive frolics.

I would love for you to come and hang out with me and give me all your cash money for my stuff. Or, just hang out and drink some beers in the Old Bookshops beautiful garden. Find out more about the Jumble Book on the Facebook event page here.

 

 

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Thresholds at Lacock Abbey

I am lucky enough to not have to work on Fridays. Over the last couple of years, these days have become my ‘solo-adventuring’ time. I love doing things by myself every now and again; these Fridays have been a much-needed introversion time, where I can just potter around and get lost in my thoughts, whilst exploring things which I wouldn’t normally take the time

Last Friday I popped along to Lacock Abbey, to see a rather unusual exhibition which has popped up in the Tudor Courtyard.



This was my first visit to Lacock, which is a short drive along the M4, just shy of an hour from Bristol. It was the most perfect crisp, autumnal day, with the leaves crunching pleasantly underfoot and that lush smell of the changing weather tinging the air.

Lacock Abbey is the birthplace of modern photography; home to Henry Fox Talbot, who in the first half of the 19th Century began experimenting with what he called ‘photogenic drawing’ which later developed into the first photographic negative. He really is an interesting chap – I have to admit I had heard of him before but wasn’t fully aware of the scale of his accomplishments.

I made a beeline for the exhibition first, sitting in a marquee in the centre of the abbey courtyard. Thresholds is unlike any other exhibition I have ever visited. A virtual world, built around a physical space made to represent one of the earliest photography exhibitions which took place in Birmingham in 1839.


Once inside the space, you are transported via sight and sound to a boy’s school in the early 1800s, complete with mice scuttling on the floor and a roaring fire in one corner of the room. I was highly skeptical at first, but left completely blown away at how much thought and detail had gone into it.

Donning what looked suspiciously like a Ghostbuster’s proton pack and a pair of goggles which obscured everything from sight, I was led into the room. My goggles flickered into life and I was suddenly not myself – this wasn’t 2017 anymore but 1839, complete with rioting Chartist protesters outside the windows. It was absolutely incredible.

Interactive pieces were activated by hovering your hand over the glass exhibition cases, which only added to the Blade Runner-esque thoughts that were racing through my mind. This is the future, people, and it’s bloody fantastic.

Feet firmly back in the present day, I had some time to potter around the abbey, which spans hundreds and hundreds of years of history. A medieval monastery which was bought during the dissolution and transformed into a family home, it eventually found its way into the hands of the National Trust shortly after the second world war.

It was an absolutely fantastic day out for a history nerd such as myself, but perhaps the most exciting thing was that a number of the Harry Potter films were made here too. One million points to Gryffindor!

If you fancy popping along to Lacock this autumn, Thresholds is running until the 29th October. Find out more here.

I was invited along for the purpose of this review but all words and opinions are my own.

brunch at buttermilk and maple bristol
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A Buttermilk & Maple Brunch

Just like every good millennial, I love a good brunch. It’s probably the reason why I can’t afford to buy a house despite being in my late 20s; I’ve spent too much of my time frivolously wasting money on smashed avocado rather than saving for a deposit.

I digress. A couple of weekends ago, just as the autumn sunshine was being all beautiful (and not blustery AT ALL), I wandered down to Buttermilk & Maple by myself to sample their brunch offering.

exterior of buttermilk and maple bristol

You might remember me harping on about Buttermilk & Maple in this post about their negronis. While they are indeed top notch, it’s the brunch from these guys I hear so much about. I was eager to get my mitts on it so I could pass judgement for myself.

Buttermilk & Maple opens at 7am everyday. EVERY SINGLE DAY, even on Sundays. I thought that getting there at 10am would mean I’d be nicely settled with the mid Sunday morning crowd. I pictured a relaxed breakkie in an empty restaurant away from all the people. Heaven.

menu of buttermilk and maple bristol

It was mayhem, I tell ya! Let’s not forget that Buttermilk & Maple is attached to the Mercure hotel and slap bang in the centre, but I soon found a nice quiet little spot outside and settled down with my cuppa and weekend paper.

It was so bloody lovely to be sitting in the warm rays of the autumn sunshine peeking through the canopy of a nearby tree, sipping a pot of tea and watching people whizz by on bikes. Close your eyes and you’re on a cobbled street in Paris, until a very Bristolian cabbie turns up to pick someone up from the hotel.

view from buttermilk and maple bristol of welsh back

I decided to try the pastrami eggs benedict, cos a) I am well and truly back on the meat wagon at the moment, and b) it sounds amazingly interesting. Jalapeno hollandaise? Sign me UP!

pastrami eggs benedict buttermilk and maple

Every element of it was wonderful – massive slices of thick pastrami, perfectly poached eggs, thick and plentiful hollandaise with a sprinkling of nicely spicy jalapenos. The only thing which let it down slightly is that it seemed to go cold very quickly, but then again I was sitting outdoors.

Guess what? If you’d like to sample their brunch offering for yourself, those lovely folks have offered my readers a whopping 50% off brunch! Simply pop along in the week (Mon-Fri) and shout the word ‘Doughballs’ at the waiter. They should know what you’re on about.

Take a peek at the menu here. Happy brunching, folks.

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My Experience of Living in a Tiny Home, Part 1

I’ve lived in Bristol for 8 years. In this time I’ve moved from BS1 to BS7, then BS2 to BS3 to BS6, back to BS3 and finally to BS4. I’ve lived in my fair share of houseshares, basement flats, and terraced houses. Throughout my rental history in this city I’ve carted box after box from one house to another, moving twice in one year in 2014 (never again!). But the real change came when we moved into our latest abode – a converted coach house with just 420 square feet of liveable space.

I’ve been listening to a lot of podcasts and watching a lot of videos lately about minimalism and small space living, most typically about American individuals who have decided to downsize. But what makes me laugh the most is the fact that they are calling their 680sq. ft. of space a ‘tiny apartment’, which got me thinking – is my current living situation really that out of the ordinary?

I asked some folks on Twitter whether or not they would like to see some posts on my experiences of small space living, and the answer was a resounding yes. So, here we are. For this first post I thought I’d give you a bit of a potted history about my experiences with moving, my current obsession with throwing as much of my stuff away as possible, and my previous life as a prospective hoarder.
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Dreamy Negronis at Buttermilk & Maple

A few months ago, Mr Jeremy Corbyn was in our city, visiting our mayor, Marvin Rees. I’m a big fan of auld Jezza, but their choice of breakfast hangout intrigued me more than their actual encounter. Where is this Buttermilk & Maple place?, I thought to myself, and why have I not been yet?

Well, dear reader, that was remedied the week before last when I was invited along to see what all the fuss was about. Read More

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Not The Safe Route U.K.

Here it comes. Here comes autumn. I can feel the chill in the air, sending an excited tingle throughout my bones. Soon it will be time to bask in the warm belly of a pub, sipping pints of ale or mulled cider and eating comforting dinners which make your jeans feel snug. Like every good blogger, I adore the autumntime, and the best bit about autumn is the excuse to dig out the woollies. Read More

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Bristol’s Best Bits: Clay Workshop at Studio Upstairs

As I have mentioned previously countless times on this blog, I adore learning new things. I could happily wake up and learn a new skill every single day if it were at all possible; this weekend I tried my hand at spoon whittling at End of the Road festival, and the week before I had the chance to get stuck into a clay workshop at Studio Upstairs, as they are the charity partner for this year’s Affordable Art Fair, taking place in the city this weekend. Read More

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Trying to be Cool

Do you see what happens when I don’t have Lauren to take my photo?! This happens. I forget how to smile. Instead, I adopt a trying-desperately-to-be-cool face, trying to emulate the effortless chic of my fellow other bloggers.

I got some jazzy new specs from a site called SmartBuyGlasses a couple of weeks ago, so I ventured out by myself, armed with a tripod and a timer to take them for a spin around a very gritty looking part of Bedminster. Read More

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Ottowin Footwear

Bristol is fantastic at nurturing amazing creative talent. You could fill your whole home, not just your wardrobe without leaving the city limits if you really wanted to. In my quest for more mindful consumption and ethical fashion choices, I started looking for a decent replacement for the knackered old sandals which had served me well since last summer. That’s when I stumbled across the brilliant Ottowin. Read More

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Summer Menu at No. 1 Harbourside

(I’m squeeeezing this one in right at the tail-end of summer. Sorry pals.)

A few weeks ago me and Tom went on a date night along the harbourside; the evening consisted of dinner at No. 1 Harbourside, testing out their freshly-revamped menu, followed by a very dense David Lynch doco at the Watershed. How very romantic. Read More

bristol balloon flight with red letter days
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Bristol Balloon Fiesta with Red Letter Days

So that’s it. Another Balloon Fiesta has come and gone; Bristol has enjoyed hazy late-summer skies filled with hot air balloons for one more year. Ever since moving to Bristol 8 years ago I have never tired of the sight of a hot air balloon. Living in the South of the City they are a regular occurrence, but that hasn’t dampened my enthusiasm for them in the slightest.

So, imagine my joy when I was invited to take part in Red Letter Day’s bucket list campaign and go on a flight… at the fiesta!  Read More

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Madia & Matilda

Anyone who knows me well will know that I’ve been on a mission of late; a mission which, I was reminded so helpfully by Facebook memories today, has been wasting my time for two long years now. Ever since reading Marie Kondo’s book ‘The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up’, I’ve been seeking to simplify certain aspects of my life, including downsizing the amount which was clogging up my wardrobe. Read More

veggie burger at asado bristol
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The Best Veggie Burger in Bristol? Say Hola to Asado

I have a confession to make. I am the world’s worst vegetarian. The word ‘flexitarian’ doesn’t even begin to cover it. Me and the boy stopped eating meat for the majority of last year, but to be honest there has been such a glut of amazing places opening recently that to not sample the full extent of the menu would be doing them a disservice.

Having said that, one of the newest establishments in town, Asado, are serving up the best veggie burger in Bristol, and quite possibly the best in the history of the universe. Read More

temple cycles of cycle the city
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Bristol’s Best Bits: The Bristol Food Tour x Cycle the City

I have two true loves in this world; this absolute beaut of a city which I call home, and my stunning Temple Cycles bicycle. So imagine my excitement when I found out that the lovely folks behind the Bristol Food Tour were teaming up with Cycle the City to offer a cycling food tour of Bristol! My heart near much exploded, my tummy started rumbling, and I had never been this ready for something in my entire life. Read More