Nomadic Emma

It's getting more and more difficult to deny the fact that I'm a country girl at heart. And weekends knee-deep in ruralness only pr...

We've begun a teapot collection. On Sunday in Hampstead, I started it all by investing in a little red teapot. Last night, our newest me...

Vegetarians - look away. The other day I was given a pork pie carried all the way from Yorkshire. I'd never had a pork pie before. In f...

Today a very lovely former Franconia lady flies with her equally lovely partner in crime, to a life in Africa. Well, at least a year or two ...

If you leave my house sometime between 6-7am on a clear-skied weekday morning, you'll get to see something quite majestic. Walking along...

On a greyish Saturday afternoon.... Take one slightly floured, bright red apron.... Some pretty cupcake recipe books (complete with stuck to...

I saw something really cute on the way to work the other day. Down a quiet street in Southwark, there is a place where broken taxis go to be...

One of the things I love about London is the mad variation of people you get to randomly meet. People who are so different from yourself, it...

On a sunny Sunday afternoon, head to the Lambeth Country Fair to watch one of the Franconia ladies on stage singing her heart out. Eat a hot...

Pack a picnic, grab a paper, and head towards a rather pretty part of this fine city. Have lunch on a rug on the meridian line; see some nau...