We could hear strains of music drifting up and over our heads and we followed the sounds. As we walked through the old town I spied a lovely shop with buttons and fabrics, earrings and ethnic ornaments, a friendly shop-cat and pre-loved wool...yes - pre-loved wool. I alternatively stroked the cat and the wools. I left with some wool!
I have mittens or a squashy warm hat in mind....
Still listening to the music and walking down to the centre, Himself found a lovely little tea room. It would be such a shame to not have a look in. It would be rude just to walk by and not even pop in. It would quite unkind to ignore the glorious cakes and magnificent meringues... So did the only thing we could... we went in.....
Oh the delicious cakes, the huge vanilla slices, the ginormous chocolate truffles and the positively mammoth meringues!
We sipped tea out of vintage bone china tea cups.
I loved the mixture of vintage and retro, modern and aged.
And I loved oil cloth table cloth.
We succumbed to pots of tea, creamy hot chocolate and freshly ground deep and dark coffee. The tea room was a visual feast too - bunting and vintage wall paper vying for attention with hand crafted toys and nick-nacks, knitted delights were cheek by jowl with tapestry pictures and antique china. Some items were for sale and others were there as decoration.
The Frumenty and Fluffin from outside
The interior was jam packed to bursting point with so many things that I don't think I saw everything.
I want to try and knit this little chap for Youngest - he ADORES pugs!
(Any one know of a pattern??)
PS I only had the tea - the meringues were just too much for me, so Himself and Eldest's Girlfriend did their best and only a few crumbs remained.
Oh yes, we never did get to see or hear any folk music.... we lingered in this and other little shops a little too long but what a wonderful afternoon we had!