Inspiration
Salad Days
It was a lovely weekend of friends down in Dorset, visits to Bridport Market, Forde Abbey, and lots of neighbours around for supper - where we enjoyed bowls of salad...
Salad Days
It was a lovely weekend of friends down in Dorset, visits to Bridport Market, Forde Abbey, and lots of neighbours around for supper - where we enjoyed bowls of salad...
The Whittington Press
How nice to receive an email this morning from John and Rose Randle at the Whittington Press, announcing their handsomely designed new website, which you can link to here. It...
The Whittington Press
How nice to receive an email this morning from John and Rose Randle at the Whittington Press, announcing their handsomely designed new website, which you can link to here. It...
Midsummer chimneypiece
My friend George Saumarez Smith (who I did the RIBA drawings with - see the posting in May) sent me this photograph of his fireplace at home in Winchester saying...
Midsummer chimneypiece
My friend George Saumarez Smith (who I did the RIBA drawings with - see the posting in May) sent me this photograph of his fireplace at home in Winchester saying...
Margery Street Estate
I went for a little walk up to Amwell Street this evening. What was this vision of English country house planting on the corner of Lloyd Baker Street and Farringdon...
Margery Street Estate
I went for a little walk up to Amwell Street this evening. What was this vision of English country house planting on the corner of Lloyd Baker Street and Farringdon...
Memory of a View…
Considering cities, as I just was, I had a long, happy think back about my years in New York. Too many friends and memories to write about just now, but...
Memory of a View…
Considering cities, as I just was, I had a long, happy think back about my years in New York. Too many friends and memories to write about just now, but...
In Praise of the City
I suddenly began to get a nasty feeling that the blog was all about a rural idyll. Believe me, if I lived in Dorset all the time, I would go...
In Praise of the City
I suddenly began to get a nasty feeling that the blog was all about a rural idyll. Believe me, if I lived in Dorset all the time, I would go...