Bath Spa Station seems always busy, it is surprisingly accessible from many directions and Bath is a great place to while away some time. Bath from Bristol on the train takes about 15 minutes, no sooner does the train pull out of one city, glide through some pretty green spaces then it pulls in at Bath. All pale peachy stone and grand houses.
Bath has charm, an obvious elegance. There are the tourists in great groups around the Abbey and queuing for the Roman Baths. There is the popular Thermea Spa, which completely deserves to be popular, the open air roof top pool is wonderful whatever the weather. However, escape the crowds of Stall Street get past that and as Bath inclines slightly upwards, and discover intriguing side streets and browseable shops, it gets noticeably quieter.
My favourite shopping haunts are Hay and Anthorpologie. TK Maxx in Bath always seems to have slightly more up-market items than my local store. I like to climb the grand staircase in Jigsaw to see what lies on the first floor. I like shopping, even if I’m not buying, I like to wander. Bath has plenty to offer, small boutiques and local treats. Bartlett Street Antique centre. Mr B’s Emporium of Reading Delights, everything a bookshop should be and more. Lunch at the Acorn Vegetarian Kitchen. I particularly love The Bloomsbury Store ‘seekers of the unfound’ otherwise know as really nice stuff; quirky things for the home, bags and jewellery a smorgasbord of loveliness, their upstairs cafe is one of my faves.
A couple of weeks ago, I went to Bath to visit the sofa.com store. A new sofa or an extra sofa, is one of those aspirational items. I’ve been obsessed with finding the perfect sofa for a while, my heart’s desire would be replace ours. If only I could make a decision and money was no object, two small barriers. The Sofa.com store is a light filled treat, with a coffee and tea bar to boot, it takes shopping up a notch.
There is something dreamy about spending an hour or two trying different sofas whilst enjoying a coffee, you can almost imagine living a different, more relaxing life. I’d really love a velvet sofa, I would recline elegantly and very probably read more books. In fact I’d start a book group, in order to gather on the sofa. We’d all be very witty and I imagine we’d dress like French women, discussing books over champagne and small Hors d’oeuvres. Yes, in my new life I wear a capsule wardrobe and make Hors d’oeuvres. It is amazing what a difference a sofa can make.
Disclosure: I was invited along for brunch at Sofa.com. All words and opinions are my own.