dayelsford dreaming...

So last weekend was spent in the lovely dayelsford. A little secret trip planned by my man. We stayed at the Mount Stuart B&B, an amazing old house behind the main st. It was a freezing cold weekend, as it had snowed on the thursday before.
On saturday we had lunch at the farmers arms, a warm and cosy pub. After checking in, we wandered the streets, checking out shops. The rest of the afternoon was spent infront of the fire reading magazines. Dinner was had at an awesome place called breakfast & bier. If you are ever in town, I truly recomend it. The menu is full of simple heart-warming food & it all is quite tasty.
Sunday morning bought a big cooked breakfast. Also there was a meander throught the old railway markets to find some treasure. We purchased some bread & honey, an enamel jug, a felt hat & froze like peas out of the pod. The Mill Markets were next on our list & boy did we find some goodies in there. Not all goodies were purchased of course, they were merely lusted over. However we did buy a royal doulton plate & a selection of old records including some Dave Brubeck & James Taylor.
Then back home we tottled to where the degrees were a tiny bit higher, good old melbourne.

A mossy branch out front.

An old lincoln parked at the market. The driver was an old dude with a silver-grey pony tail.

Wares for sale at the old railway market.

A german felt hat I puchased.

Forever at the station.

Train door.

Enamel jug, a market find.

Royal Doulton "Carnival" sandwich plate, made in 1936.