FRIDAY WE WERE glued to the coverage of the Russian invasion of Ukraine. I saw women saying tearful good-byes to their soldier husbands and boyfriends, and Ukrainians forming long queues to donate blood and do their bit for their country. I saw a man at a train station saying good-bye to his wife and children, and when he got to his youngest (who couldn't be more than two years old) break down with heavy wracking sobs, hugging her for what he feared might be his very last time ...
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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 ...
THIS WEEKEND was a classic homebody one with slow mornings and late evenings. P stopped by the local delicatessen for a fancy loaf of bread for brunch and contemplated making Fideuà ...
WE ARE ONE week into Dry January and it's all workouts and spinach salads so far. Okay, well not quite. Our eating habits from the holidays haven't exactly been as they should be, but we're trying our best. On the weekend we had Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Brownie Party as well as a lot of other sweet things, so it's not perfect, but the Châteauneuf-du-Pape has been replaced by elderflower pressé ...
When we booked our trip to London for the second week of December, we had no idea that a new variant was about to rage through the city and quickly become the dominant strain. We were both double-vaccinated, but were still very cautious and wondered if we should get the booster vaccination before we left.
JANUARY LASTED a million days but February seems to be flying by. There is sunshine and birdsong, snowdrops, and today we saw a tree blooming with delicate white blossoms. It just as quickly clouded over and there were rainy spells here and there (it is England, after all), but overall, it's been feeling rather springlike. Of course, there are terrible floods again in the south, but hopefully all these weekend storms will pass by soon and we can look forward to warmer days ...
IT HAS BEEN rumoured that virtual properties in the metaverse are going for over $120,000. As insane as it might sound to purchase property that you can't actually inhabit, and as resistant as we are to an indoor make-belief life without sun, if it ever becomes more than it is, we would hope its current blocky, pixelated state would evolve to include stunning virtual properties such as this one, a "residence for the metaverse inspired by the coldest season".
THIS WEEK'S décor inspiration is the Paris apartment of Diego Delgado-Elias, a Peruvian architect who lives in Paris. After ten years working on major hospitality and private projects at large international agencies, Delgado-Elias founded his own agency in Paris in 2014 ...
ONLY 6 DAYS into the new year and we're still taking things very slowly here at TIG, as you may have noticed. A new year is always a good time for a palate cleanser, and this spare and spacious Paris apartment is the perfect place to begin. The space was designed by Helene Van Marcke, a designer and architect who was born in Ghent, Belgium and counts the Arte Povera movement and old American Shaker houses as inspiration ...
THIS PAST YEAR we've introduced you to some beautiful places to stay, from a chic one-bedroom seaside apartment in Trouville-sur-Mer to a family-run B&B in Tuscany; a private nature reserve in South Africa, and even a remote Airbnb in Tasmania. Today, we whisk you away to this charming weather-beaten fisherman's cottage in Mousehole, Cornwall
HAPPY VALENTINE'S Day! Do you have anything special planned? This weekend we finally had a chance to watch Nomadland the 2020 film written, produced, edited and directed by Chloé Zhao. It was, in a word, depressing. Poignant, perhaps to the point of heartbreak. In way though, it also made me thankful for my life and the things I have and reminded me to not take them for granted (ever), just as it made me really think about the future in a way I never had before, being someone who spends life between living in the moment and dwelling on the past ...
AS YOU PROBABLY already know, TIG was down due to technical issues with the server from late Friday afternoon until this morning―apologies to those of you who receive the newsletter and were unable to click through to the site from any of the links. For the first time in a very long time, there was no chance to sneak in a few extra moments of work over the weekend or catch up on upcoming projects, which meant making the most of the sunny mornings ...
THIS WEEKEND, finally ordered a new Mac Mini to replace my iMac, which has been running on the slow side for a little while now. Also ordered a fancy new white (non-Mac) monitor as well as a Lacie external drive and have been spending the first two weeks of this new year sorting through hundreds of files and folders and photos and taking stock, both literally and figuratively ...
P MADE THE MOST delicious Eggs Benedict on the morning of the first day of the new year. It was sunny and beautiful out, which was perfect, as we had decided the night before that we would go a long bicycle ride in the English countryside on New Year's Day. We ended up in a quaint pub we'd been to a few times before, but always only outside in the garden. This time, we had the best seats in the place, right in front of the roaring wood fire ...
WOKE UP YESTERDAY morning thinking that it was Monday and thought about getting back on track after Christmas‘s excess of trifles and puddings and cava and far too much food and thought about Weekend Links and workouts. Of course, that was until I realised shortly after that it was actually Sunday, and then it was back to lounging about, a late breakfast and drinks in the evening by the fire.