Friday, 8 June 2018
Saturday, 13 January 2018
Yesterday I went to Bath for a spa. Not the usual spa you get in Bath (I’m not keen on those. I don’t do massage etc as I don’t like people touching me.) Instead it was a Reading Spa. Mr B’s emporium is a lovely independent bookshop in a quiet street adjacent to some of the shopping streets. It is a real gem. Sadly, I didn’t get much time to browse its shelves but that just means I’ll have to return.
I went with a friend so mooched around some shops while she had her spa and then went in for mine. A mug of tea was supplied and we had a little chat and browse before my spa experience. Ed met me at about 1.30 and asked me about what I was reading, what I liked to read and what I wanted to try. I had tried to think about these questions in advance but he somehow guided me in such a way that I remembered even more and we really drilled down to the type of writing I enjoyed. Ed’s enthusiasm for books and reading as infectious and the time flew by as he went off to find me books I might be interested in. I could have bought them all.
With time running out on the car park I made a quick selection making the most of the £55 of books included in the £80 price. They said they will email me a list of the books I didn’t take but I also took a quick photo.
I thoroughly recommend this experience for book lovers. And if reading’s not your thing it makes a great gift. And I will be returning just to spend time in that lovely bookshop although I might pop into a couple of shops too.
Rad more about Mr B’s Reading Spa
Wednesday, 1 July 2015
Thursday, 23 April 2009
Last year I wrote about Chrome, the then new internet browser from Google. Today, while trying to load a game via the new version of Internet Explorer I realised that I, by default, use Chrome.
Friday, 3 April 2009
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Sunday, 11 January 2009
Last year I realised that knee high boots were not going away. They had been going as a good-thing-to-wear for over a decade and yet I had never owned a pair. Frankly there were two reasons. Number 1: the price of them, they are not cheap. You've got to love them. And Number 2: most importantly they wouldn't zip over my calves.
I don't know how I found out about Duo Boots but I'm really pleased they did. They do boots in 21 different calf fittings. So whatever your calf size: average, more than average (hand in the air), less than average. They do load and loads of styles casual, smart, calf length, colours, really high heels (definitely not for me).
Basically you measure your legs, order them online and they deliver to you. They have shops in Bath and Manchester (where you can get the boots right away) and fitting rooms in London, Edinburgh and Amsterdam where you can be measured and try them on before placing an order (and they are delivered to you). I went to the London fitting room on Saville Row and recommend that because I'm not sure I would have ordered the correct size.
Price wise –not the cheapest but as expensive as a good high street shop. And there is a sale on at the moment.
Ooh, they also do shoes… so tempting.