I was out delivering for Amazon/Morrisons today, around Peterborough, when I stumbled upon this place, Elsie’s Vintage Tea Room. In a little out of the way village called Nassington.
Wow!
‘Wow!’ was exactly, and all, I said, on stepping inside. After admiring the superb exterior, I really wasn’t expecting the interior to trump it. But it does.
Amazingly, I was heading the wrong way, in my dinky little motor, thinking about how I might execute a u-turn, without also executing some Lycra clad oldies, all togged up for cycling. And, just as I made to go into the turn, I spotted – at an acute angle – a flash of my very favourite shade of green.
What’s more the sublime green adorned what was clearly a nicely formed wooden shop front. Even though I could only see it as a thin foreshortened sliver, it really drew my eye.
I grabbed a hasty lapsang souchong and battenberg slice. Both lovely. And then had to resume my rounds. But I made a promise to myself – and the proprietor – amidst fulsome gushing praise for his wonderful establishment, that I’d be right back, with the mrs.
And so it we’re booked for lunchtime tea this Saturday coming, at 1pm. I’m so excited. Particularly as I’m keeping it all as a surprise for Teresa. I hope she’s as blown away by it as I am!
The devil’s in the detail. SndGraham and Clare clearly understand and appreciate that. What a job they’ve done!
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Very often I discover places like this either when they’re shut. Or, worse still, when they’ve permanently closed. To stumble upon something so pitch-perfectly delightful, and it be open both there and then, and as a going concern to be returned to, and thereby savoured and enjoyed?
What bliss!