One of my absolute favourite places to visit in London on a Sunday is Columbia Road Flower Market, and now that I’ve got my friend Jo back from living in San Francisco, I’m making the most of our girls days out, and enjoying everything that makes London so damn cool.
We agreed to meet at Liverpool Street Station with hungry stomach’s and start our day with food. Only the best way to start a day in my opinion. We marched down to Dinerama, grabbing lunch from Breddo’s Taco’s and Yum Bun.
Carrying on towards Brick Lane, there is somewhere I always have to stop when I’m in that area. Coffee at Brick Lane. For a Coffee and Banana Frappe. So that’s exactly what we did. Guys, you NEED to try these. They are so so good, and they even have almond milk – if you’re into that sorta thing. We ordered our frappe’s and found some seats in the edgy cafe, discussing everything from work to taking quality SLR photo’s as Rage Against the Machine screamed at us that they would not do what we tell them.
We needed to move and walk off our lunch and frappe’s, so we walked over to Columbia Road Flower Market.
It’s kinda overwhelming at the market. There are just so many beautiful flowers to choose from! For some reason I always end up over there as the market is winding down for the day which turns out to be a very good thing, as the flowers are super cheap by this stage.
After walking through the market and being utterly indecisive as to which flowers we should buy, we took a look in all the gorgeous little shops that line the street. Jo has come over all green-thumbed as she’s working on updating her garden, so we spent time looking at all sorts of ideas, only to become even more indecisive.
Sneaking more looks at the flowers and trying to make up my mind, one of the traders performed for my camera. I just love their chants and banter as you walk along.
The prices were dropping, ‘Two bunches for a fiver!’ and so I knew this was my time to purchase.
I handed over my fiver, and picked out my two bunches. There’s nothing like flowers to make a girl smile. Even if I did have to buy them myself!
Jo was still on her search for beautifying her garden, pointing out all the plants she’d already purchased for triple the price elsewhere!
She was actually scaring me at how informed she’d become over names of plants and which ones she’d like to plant in her garden. Does this mean we really are growing up? I think it might. EEK!
Wandering the cobbled streets, we spotted a gal with a huge, professional looking camera and so I swallowed my pride and asked her if she would take a photo on my camera for us. She was more than happy to oblige, and her friend piped up ‘She’s a professional photographer!’. We were in luck!
Our professional photographer was so sweet and took a bunch of pictures for us, which I just love!
It’s one of my new mantra’s, to be brave and just ask people if they could snap a shot. And look what happens when you ask. (But ideally ask someone with a big, scary looking pro camera).
Impromptu photoshoot complete, we walked back through Shoreditch. I suggested we hit up the Ace Hotel (aka The Hipster Macbook Freelancer Club), and grab a drink, so that’s exactly what we did.
There’s a cosy little bar tucked away in the back of the hotel, which is exactly where we parked ourselves and ordered our drinks.
Our current obsession, Aperol Spritz. I’m a ‘non-drinker’ but this is one drink that slips through the cracks with me!
Jo and I are both developing a bit of a habit of meeting and ordering Aperol Spritz, sipping away as we discuss what e-numbers must be in the Aperol to make it so orange. #concerning
As we sipped the last of our drinks, we checked the time on our iPhone’s, and realised the weekend was sadly at an end. Back to Liverpool Street, I board the train with my two bunches for a fiver and rode back to West London with a feeling of ‘THAT was a good day’.