A few weeks back a friend asked: "Where do you have in mind for you next trip?" and for the first time in my life it took a few minutes to think of something. I've always been one who's had a roster of 10 or 12 places on my 'To Visit' list, and not that I've been to them all, but I think life has become so hectic and busy, I don't have time to think of where I want to holiday.
Thankfully I seem to be catching the travel bug, especially after reading several Anglo-leaning blogs, and my next trip MUST be England. My bosom friend, Saint Katherine, finds herself with similar leanings so hopefully we can plan a trip together.
Upon arriving in London, Lamb's Conduit Street will be first on the list of places to stop. At Persephone I'll ship everything in stock home, to fill my nonexistent bookshelves, like Thomas.
Then I'll skip over to Heywood Hill, where my best friend, Nancy Mitford, ran the shop for a bit. While I'm at it, I'll let that little garret on the top floor so I can see London to its full extent.
Now the country is my oyster, and after meeting all of you fellow bloggers, I'll be exploring all the places I've never seen and always wanted to. Hopefully I'll be able to tackle every secondhand bookstore and resale shop in my line of vision as wekk. I remember them being tear-worthy. Knitting whilst travelling of course. One needs to make socks for all the nippers I abandoned back home!
On the list, Sissinghurst, Charleston and Chatsworth. Everytime I read a post about either of these places my mouth starts to water and I start to feel faint. The salts! Grab the salts!
Vita's desk at Sissinghurst
The trip just flew by! Where did that year go? Might as well end the trip at the place I've been dreaming of since I read Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, all those years ago. Yorkshire! A castle will do, there I can stay close to the fire, read and drink tea 'till my chest starts to pound.
All images found at the ever-inspiring, always fascinating, Persephone Post.