The Star Inn


I was a student in Bath many years ago, and the city has changed a lot. It was always posh, but it’s got much posher. It’s positively dripping in Farrow & Ball paint, and I wouldn’t be at all surprised if the council starts issuing compulsory F&B paint charts to all residents soon.

Many of the scruffier, more characterful pubs we used to frequent as students have been replaced by something much more fancy.┬áThe Beehive, which used to sell extremely strong scrumpy and pickled eggs, is now the Grappa wine bar. The Hat & Feather, which was always rather notorious, has become Hudson’s Bar & Grill.

But thankfully, some haven’t changed. The Old Green Tree is exactly the same as it ever was, and so is the Star Inn. It’s dark, coffin-shaped and known for its range of beers, and in the early Nineties, it had sawdust on the floor. There’s no sawdust now, but the beer is still good. It has some nice hanging baskets, too, and has just been named ‘Best Pub Without A Garden’ in the Bath in Bloom competition.



Paris je t’aime part I

Marais, Paris

I was expecting to see some interesting window boxes and balconies in Paris this weekend, but it probably wasn’t the best time of year for them. And of course very few Parisians have a garden, so it was slim pickings all round for this blog. It actually made me realise how green London is, with its private gardens, squares and parks – although I reckon Paris has the edge when it comes to trees. Almost every street was lined with them.

These daffs were outside a shop in the Marais. You can’t really tell from this pic but the pots were on very long chains: hanging baskets, Paris-style.