Honeymooning

When trying to decide on what to put on our wedding list, we hit upon the not-so-new idea of actually just asking for donations for our honeymoon rather than presents for the house (after all, who really needs three toasters and a bread maker?). Our wonderful guests gave generously, and we went from having no honeymoon at all, to two nights in Brighton. Hurrah!


We picked our little b&b from a list on the internet, purely on the basis of it's name - Snooze - since I am pretty renowned for curling up like a cat at any available opportunity for a little nap. When we clicked through to the gallery, we knew instantly it was exactly our sort of place - retro furnishings combined with a laid back attitude. We booked it immediately and jumped in the car the next morning, stopping only to shower The Boy with kisses and deposit him with his wonderful Nanny and Gampy.

We whiled away our two days shopping in the endless flea markets and around the lanes, eating in the best cafes and restaurants, wandering along the beach and generally having a lovely relaxing time. Points to note were finding the most amazing fabrics and buttons, having possibly the best meal of my life (excluding the ones my Mum cooks, obviously) at Jamies Italian (yes, THE Jamie, of Oliver fame) and eating the most amazing cooked breakfast in the retro-designed dining room at our b&b. Nom, nom, nom.

Coming Next: My amazing haul of flea market finds, fabric buys, things-for-the-walls and homewares galore.