
Husb and I went with friends to the seaside town of Hastings today. I hadn’t been before and it’s a great place, a mixture of curious, kitsch and cool. It was sunny and warm and we took a long walk through the old town, full of higgledy piggledy cobbled streets and ancient buildings, interesting shops and lovely cafes, loads of vintage and antique emporia.
We stopped for a cup of tea in the Green Cafe in the Old Town where we saw the Biggest Scones Ever. Seriously large. One of our friends ordered a cheese scone. It arrived, awesome in it’s vastness, with an ice-cream scoop of butter. It was delicious. And the tea was good too. Of course, I had to have a scribble, with a biro (ballpoint) pen into my small, flowery sketchbook.
