If, like us, you love the antiques in Suffolk but just can't afford Long Melford and the high end shop prices, then here is the Antiques Trail for you. We found a series of budget places where a treasure can always be found for a pretty good price.
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A
The Theatre Antiques Centre
10 Church St, Woodbridge IP13 9BH - 01728 621 069
(A great warehouse of affordable and really nice things. One of our one-stop recommendations if you want to get a lot in one place)
B
Campaign
The St, Peasenhall, Saxmundham, Suffolk IP17 2HJ, UK
(A great and quirky place. He specialises in traditional carpet furniture. You really have to see it to understand how amazing this place is. It is also connected to the community second hand shop next door)
C
Yoxford Antiques Centre
United Kingdom - 01728 668 844
(A big warehouse where each vendor brings in their things. We love it. It is also a great one-stop to get a lot of things)
D
Snape Maltings Antiques
Saxmundham, Suffolk IP17 1SP - 01728 688 303
(Specializing in smaller things. A huge array of silverware and an amazing collection of vintage wedding dresses)
E
Leiston Trading Post
17 High Street, Leiston Suffolk, IP16 4EL
(a great shop that seems to go on forever and is crammed with furniture and little odds and ends)
F
Thorpeness Emporium
Alderburgh Road, Thorpeness, Suffolk
United Kingdom - 01728 454 639
(a very pretty destination and very inexpensive. Everything from knick knacks to clothes and all for bargain basement prices)
G
Vintage Forty-Six Antiques
46 High Street, Wickham Market, Suffolk IP13 0QS - 01728 746642
(a small shop linked to a really nice cafe. The shop has such a high turnover of furniture and for good prices that we go each time we are in Suffolk)
H
Marlesford Mill
marlesford, suffolk, ip13 0ag
(Another amazing all one-stop shop. Very reasonable prices and a million treasures to discover)
I
Monty's Country Pine
The Old Post Office, Hacheston IP13 0DR, UK
(A little gem we found just driving around the area. Mostly antique pine furniture, but some great and extremely reasonable items such as grandfather clocks and wooden kitchen chairs)
J
Bed Bazaar
The Old Railway Station, Station Road, Framlingham, Suffolk IP13 9EE - 01728 723756
(This one is not too cheap, but absolutely amazing to visit for bed ideas. And since you are in the area, why not?)
K
Woodbridge Antiques Centre
7 Quay Street, Woodbridge, Suffolk IP12 1BX - 01394 387210
(We actually never went to this one, but somehow it got in on our list. So this one is still a mystery)
L
Bygones Of Needham Market
110A High Street, Needham Market, Ipswich IP6 8DW - 01449 726 075
(This one is on our drive home. Amazing gems like old telephones and gramaphones)
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Sunday, March 11, 2012
Monday, May 23, 2011
Riverford Field Kitchen: Devon
While we were in Devon someone recommended the Riverford Field Kitchen and so 10 of us (8 of those anaesthetists) drove half an hour down country lanes to find it one evening.
It is unlike any restaurant I have been to. It is situated on an
organic farm which supplies local restaurants and veg boxes. Lunch and
dinner are served at 12:30 and 7:30 in long tables where you are sat
with other guests. If you arrive early you can go on a farm tour
(rubber boots included).
The
meal is set and it comes family style on big platters to each table. So
you are passing food around to the other guests at your table. There is
plenty of food which consist of 5 courses, all vegetables from the farm
and one meat (a vegetarian option is available). It is essential to
book and it is essential to show up on time (as the rest of your table
may have eaten all the food by the time you arrive).
The food is actually quite fantastic. They do things with vegetable combinations and cooking that I would never think of.
Here
is a shot of the table when the meal was almost done. Then at the end
you go up to the kitchen counter by table and are presented with at
least 7 desserts of which you choose from. I couldn't decide between
chocolate mousse and a towering meringue with caramel.
It
is free for under 3's and half price for children 3-12 years of age. It
is also the 2010 Observer winner for the Food Monthly Awards.
It is unlike any restaurant I have been to. It is situated on an
organic farm which supplies local restaurants and veg boxes. Lunch and
dinner are served at 12:30 and 7:30 in long tables where you are sat
with other guests. If you arrive early you can go on a farm tour
(rubber boots included).
The
meal is set and it comes family style on big platters to each table. So
you are passing food around to the other guests at your table. There is
plenty of food which consist of 5 courses, all vegetables from the farm
and one meat (a vegetarian option is available). It is essential to
book and it is essential to show up on time (as the rest of your table
may have eaten all the food by the time you arrive).
The food is actually quite fantastic. They do things with vegetable combinations and cooking that I would never think of.
Here
is a shot of the table when the meal was almost done. Then at the end
you go up to the kitchen counter by table and are presented with at
least 7 desserts of which you choose from. I couldn't decide between
chocolate mousse and a towering meringue with caramel.
It
is free for under 3's and half price for children 3-12 years of age. It
is also the 2010 Observer winner for the Food Monthly Awards.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Torquay: UK
Nigel has a conference in Torquay, the third largest settlement in Devon, in the south of England. We pile into a car with a number of other anaesthetists and make the 4 hour journey down.
While they are all at the conference I spent the day wandering the coastal town.
Our B&B is a couple of blocks from the bay and I wander down to take a look.
It isn't as warm as one would expect to go swimming, but I notice it is mostly children swimming.
The beach steps have grown green with seaweed.
I wander into the town centre.
I discover Torquay, population 64,000, is mainly elderly people. The shops all cater to the aging population.
Torquay was the home to author Agatha Christie who lived most of her life there.
Historically it was initially a fishing and agriculture town.
In the early
19th century the town began to change into a popular seaside resort. It
was initially used by members of the Royal Navy during the Napoleonic
Wars and later by the cream of Victorian society as the town's fame
spread. Renowned for its healthful climate, the town earned the
nickname of the English Riviera.
The next day Nigel skips out on the morning bit of the conference and we wander a coastal trail.
Hey, wait for me, Nigel!
It does have a Mediterranean feel to it.
The water is BLUE! What you can't see is the international lasering competition. The lasers are too small in this shot.
We reach the next beach but decide not to descend so I can catch my train back to London and Nigel can make the second half of that day's conference.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
God Save the Queen
Here is a little clip of where I am standing while the ceremony is
going on. The ceremony is broadcast in the streets and you can hear God Save the
Queen.
Friday, April 29, 2011
The Royal Wedding: London
I arrive this morning at St. James Tube Station. Not too early, mind you, as I like my sleep.
I can opt to head for Westminster Abbey or head to the The Mall near Buckingham Palace.
I choose the Abbey to begin with.
I can get a good shot of the door which everyone will go through, but am still so far away that I
decide I am early enough I can wander the rest of the route to see what
it is like.
The corner of Parliament Square already has all the prime spots taken.
So I nip down a side street to see what else there is.
Here I am in front of Big Ben.
The
problem is the door everybody is crowded around here is the wrong Abbey
door. They are going in from the other side, where I just came from.
I confirm this with a police man and move on.
I head down Whitehall where the procession (coming and going) will head after it leaves Westminster.
It is a bit tight getting around corners in the crowd.
But once I am on that street there is much more room and only about 3 to 4 people deep lining the road.
I wonder what time you had to get here to get a seat?
That is the cenotaph where I wind up in the end.
Hmmm. Where was I here?
I wander down Whitehall confident that all this room might even exist on The Mall, the long run up to Buckingham Palace.
The shots are great and most people are wearing blue, red and white.
Union Jacks are everywhere.
The only security I see at this early hour are the police.
The media have come from all over the world and are perched in all sorts of places. Wait a minute, that is the police.
The weather, which was forecast for rain, is cool with only a bit of overcast.. Perfect for someone who burns.
I am getting closer to The Mall now.
I have been working at home all this week so have not been out and about to see all the decorations going up.
Ahead is the Horse Guards where pedestrians cannot go, but the procession cuts through to get to The Mall.
There is no shortage of places to buy flags.
Those are media crew on the cranes. Media has decended on this city from all over the world.
Then I get to Admiralty Arch (beside Leicester Square) with The Mall beginning just on the other side.
I get closer.
I see the long road leading up to Buckingham Castle where the couple will
emerge on the balcony with both sets of family and kiss (something that royals have never done in the past).
But the crowds are so thick this way I can barely push through.
Excuse me, that is your elbow in my ribs. I turn back to go to Whitehall where I think the best spot is.
I have myself positioned and click the tail end of the car carrying Prince Harry and Prince William to the Abbey.
...And the mother of the bride. I have to lift the camera above my head
to get a good shot of the road. As a result the pictures are a bit
dodgy and scattered from this point on.
I am back at the cenotaph (which you can see ahead).
Oh, there is the bride heading to the church with her father.
Let's zoom in on that shot. Hello, Kate!
The ceremony is broadcast from loud speaker over the city centre. A hush falls on the crowd and cheers as the "I do's" are said. Then a myriad of military processions begin.
I wish I knew all the different uniforms and which regiments they were.
Guards emerge and begin to be dispersed in orderly fashion.
5 metres apart each.
Things are getting excited and the royal couple are expected soon.
We wait in hushed anticipation.
Then the horses start to come.
A different set of guards on horseback for each carriage.
Blurry and zoomed in, but unmistakably them. I think Kate got a tan for her wedding.
The
carriage passes by and I hear a young woman catch her breath and say,
"she is so beautiful". I keep thinking how petite she looks.
Hello!
They are the first of many carriages.
Each
with its own cavalry. Unfortunately I don't aim the camera right to
catch all the others which carry Pippa, Prince Charles and Camilla,
Kate's parents, and the queen.
It is grand.
Once
the procession has passed most people head to the Mall where in an
hour's time they will emerge again. I head away from the crowds back
home.
The street one over from ours is having a street party.
We crash it and eat cake.
The
corner shop has a special window dedicated to the wedding. We would
like to buy the union Jack butter dish and jug as a little celebration.
I can opt to head for Westminster Abbey or head to the The Mall near Buckingham Palace.
I choose the Abbey to begin with.
I can get a good shot of the door which everyone will go through, but am still so far away that I
decide I am early enough I can wander the rest of the route to see what
it is like.
The corner of Parliament Square already has all the prime spots taken.
So I nip down a side street to see what else there is.
Here I am in front of Big Ben.
The
problem is the door everybody is crowded around here is the wrong Abbey
door. They are going in from the other side, where I just came from.
I confirm this with a police man and move on.
I head down Whitehall where the procession (coming and going) will head after it leaves Westminster.
It is a bit tight getting around corners in the crowd.
But once I am on that street there is much more room and only about 3 to 4 people deep lining the road.
I wonder what time you had to get here to get a seat?
That is the cenotaph where I wind up in the end.
Hmmm. Where was I here?
I wander down Whitehall confident that all this room might even exist on The Mall, the long run up to Buckingham Palace.
The shots are great and most people are wearing blue, red and white.
Union Jacks are everywhere.
The only security I see at this early hour are the police.
The media have come from all over the world and are perched in all sorts of places. Wait a minute, that is the police.
The weather, which was forecast for rain, is cool with only a bit of overcast.. Perfect for someone who burns.
I am getting closer to The Mall now.
I have been working at home all this week so have not been out and about to see all the decorations going up.
Ahead is the Horse Guards where pedestrians cannot go, but the procession cuts through to get to The Mall.
There is no shortage of places to buy flags.
Those are media crew on the cranes. Media has decended on this city from all over the world.
Then I get to Admiralty Arch (beside Leicester Square) with The Mall beginning just on the other side.
I get closer.
I see the long road leading up to Buckingham Castle where the couple will
emerge on the balcony with both sets of family and kiss (something that royals have never done in the past).
But the crowds are so thick this way I can barely push through.
Excuse me, that is your elbow in my ribs. I turn back to go to Whitehall where I think the best spot is.
I have myself positioned and click the tail end of the car carrying Prince Harry and Prince William to the Abbey.
...And the mother of the bride. I have to lift the camera above my head
to get a good shot of the road. As a result the pictures are a bit
dodgy and scattered from this point on.
I am back at the cenotaph (which you can see ahead).
Oh, there is the bride heading to the church with her father.
Let's zoom in on that shot. Hello, Kate!
The ceremony is broadcast from loud speaker over the city centre. A hush falls on the crowd and cheers as the "I do's" are said. Then a myriad of military processions begin.
I wish I knew all the different uniforms and which regiments they were.
Guards emerge and begin to be dispersed in orderly fashion.
5 metres apart each.
Things are getting excited and the royal couple are expected soon.
We wait in hushed anticipation.
Then the horses start to come.
A different set of guards on horseback for each carriage.
Blurry and zoomed in, but unmistakably them. I think Kate got a tan for her wedding.
The
carriage passes by and I hear a young woman catch her breath and say,
"she is so beautiful". I keep thinking how petite she looks.
Hello!
They are the first of many carriages.
Each
with its own cavalry. Unfortunately I don't aim the camera right to
catch all the others which carry Pippa, Prince Charles and Camilla,
Kate's parents, and the queen.
It is grand.
Once
the procession has passed most people head to the Mall where in an
hour's time they will emerge again. I head away from the crowds back
home.
The street one over from ours is having a street party.
We crash it and eat cake.
The
corner shop has a special window dedicated to the wedding. We would
like to buy the union Jack butter dish and jug as a little celebration.
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