Wednesday, 13 March 2013

The Isle of Wight #2 - Yarmouth Pier

Another mystical day on the Isle of Wight, Finn and I took a trip to Yarmouth to indulge in our hobby; going to expensive areas, looking at nice houses, and picking which one we will live in someday.

We walked along the sea front, ending up at the pier, only just seeing the end and not much beyond. It felt like we were on a film set.

As there wasn't much of a view we examined the names of the people who had bought planks in order for the building of the pier - nice touch I thought.

Some were more amusing than others..

While the weather wasn't amazing - typically british. Yarmouth in the summertime is just beautiful and one of my favourite places on the island. Now I have picked out my future home *dreamland has been entered* - I will be spending more time here. 

The Isle of Wight

It is the calm before the storm at University, deadlines are a comfortable distance away but I can smell the coffee that I will be undoubtedly overdosing on. As a way of escaping this, I ran off to my 3rd home - I know, how greedy? The Isle of Wight is where my boyfriend lives, and one of my favourite things about visiting him is the feeling I get when I jump on the ferry and leave any nagging thoughts and worries on the 'mainland' (what the islanders call England).

The weather was not on our side it was foggy and cold for the majority of my stay, however this didn't stop us from heading to Ryde, for a walk along the beach.

Finn's Mum is a Puppy Parent for Canine Partners, and is currently training a beautiful Labrador Puppy named Ola.

Learning to socialise with other dogs, to be off the lead (and come back), Ola had a lovely run around - Although it's not all work, she gets to play too..

Fingers and Toes quickly became cold and so we headed back to the warmth.

Saturday, 2 March 2013

The Royal William Bakery

My favourite place in Plymouth without a doubt is Royal William Yard. Former Navy buildings that have been turned into a variety of restaurants, shops, and art galleries over looking the River Tamar. 

My friend Alice has never been, so we ventured down to show her the sights, and soak up some local culture and history.

We started to feel the cold, and couldn't help but be drawn to the smell of freshly baked bread coming from the The Royal William Bakery.

Sticking to the industrial traditions of the building the decor is very simple, long wooden bench tables and bakers at work within your view, making delicious loafs of bread, cakes and pastries. 

The atmosphere is very relaxed, the decor is minimal without feeling like an empty and cold warehouse like you would imagine.

Giant communal pots and dishes of butter, jams, peanut butter, and anything else you could possibly want on your freshly baked bread and pastries.

While we intended on just ordering coffee to warm ourselves up, we couldn't resist the cakes that were calling to us.

We went for classic victoria sponge and grabbed three spoons.

with a large dollop of cream... 

It didn't take long for us to demolish it... It goes without saying, it was delicious!!

The Bakery manages to engage all your senses, and the combination creates an experience your local Starbucks just can't compete with.