This post is very apt after Tuesday’s short trip to snowy Sweden. In a quintessentially English cobbled street, just a st
one’s throw from the River Medway, sits the 16th century Upnor Castle, near Rochester. But far more intriguing is this red house that shrinks somewhat self-consciously behind trees and bushes at the opposite end of the lane. But ha! It can’t hide from me! In typical Scandinavian-style, it’s a looker, incredibly striking in perfect red and white simplicity. There’s something playful, childish and unfussy here: the deliberately assymmetric windows flout the rules, and the defiant red looks sensational against the sky, especially on a cold winter’s day in sunny England.
Monthly Archives: January 2016
Seaplanes and Rochester

My adopted hometown continues to evolve, often with a nod to the town’s illustrious past. This time, thank God it’s not Dickens-related or twee. The new Seaplane Works (SPW) cafe took me by surprise by paying homage to the Short Brothers who established a seaplane and flying boat factory here in the early 20th Century. Although the factory is long gone, well-known local residents have resurrected this neglected aspect of Rochester’s past, in an extremely stylish manner-just look at their simple and elegant logo. And in case you’re wondering, the coffee’s great too.
2022 update: sad to report that Seaplane Works closed during lockdown.
First Encounters…

In the eighties, US junk food hit my radar. In the coolest red box with typical US bold type, I loved the contents and the whole bombastic packaging. Colette, an old school friend – who looked like Pocahontas – offered me a small handful of these crispy, cheesy pillows and I was hooked. Her American dad then worked at RAF Mildenhall and could buy exotic, imported junk food that only now we find over here in novelty American candy stores. Except Cheezits which are still hard to come by. Just as well, I guess!

