ON FRIDAY WE travelled to a seaside village about an hour from here to celebrate something special. P had made late lunch reservations at a new restaurant that has only been open for less than a year (and much of it during various lockdowns) and we’d heard that it was supposed to be good, locally grown produce and all that. It’s one of those charming places that have several roaring fires and wood-burning stoves and promised to be cosy. We had oysters to start, along with a glass of prosecco after a long walk on the beach during low tide. It was a perfect afternoon, filled with salty sea air, seagrass rustling in the wind, seaside town coffee and pastéis de nata. The weekend was equally lovely, relaxing with music and conversation and red velvet cake on antique china, the kind with gilded patterns painted along the edges. We talked about a lot of things, the future, the past, what we want and where we want to be. I’ve been formulating my resolutions, as well as a new Talking Points for perhaps this coming week.
This week’s links include the chic workplace of an architectural practice in Bondi Junction and a striped knit sweater for brighter days; new plans for the old Jenners department store in Edinburgh, and much, much more.