The best cream tea in Kent can be found at a secret location 😎 a short drive from our house. What luck. We have been coming here for three summers, but this Sunday was the first time with a pram…
The perfect place to take some much needed time out together, and to enjoy the new sunshine and the first fragrant flowers of Spring.
My first Mothers Day as an actual mum! Would liked to spend the day at home cuddling my teething daughter and watching The Night Manager on catch-up. But alas we are piled into the car and getting lost in West London, spectacularly late for lunch.
What a master Colm Tóibín is. This novel feels restrained and understated, like its heroine – an astonishing thing, when you consider that Tóibín is writing about a woman plunged into grief. At times I wanted Tóibín to show us her turmoil, to give us some angst or emotion at least, but he holds back. And strangely this makes the story better and ultimately more moving. As the story moves forward it grows in a quiet power, like laying down layers of sediment until the weight of it rests on your mind long after you’ve finished reading.
Just a quick review and some thoughts on ‘Defining Beauty’, which is currently on at the British Museum in London. We went a couple of weekends ago, and I loved it.
Firstly, from the moment you walk in to the exhibition you know you’re in for a treat. The show’s focus is the body in ancient Greek art, and I like that what greets you straight away is not some full-frontal, muscled athlete, but the naked derrière of Aphrodite herself. It’s as if we’ve stumbled clumsily into her presence, catching her in her graceful crouch, her head turned at the sound of our footfall. It’s an arresting, totally entrancing start to the show.