Unfortunately, Margiela doesn't make kids clothing. Thankfully (well...), one of Elaine's lovely wool knits went through the wrong wash years ago and came out the other end as boiled wool and about Pickle size. We're keen on this look

An ongoing document of our adventures in the Pyrénées... and now Portland, Oregon
Dress up with cousins Ava and Reuben in London
Discovery in Dover Street Market
Lunch at Ottolenghi
Tea in Liberty's
Marianne North gallery at Kew Gardens. Too amazing
Discovering the beach
Windswept puffball delight
Cornish reflection
Gazing...
...at the view
Hotel coordinated coziness
Longest lawn running at Trewithen Gardens
Sennen Cove
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Bankes Arms beer festival featuring Two Burgers Balson
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Harry at Lulworth Cove
Katie, Mark, Eden
Catching Naomi red-handed with ones sippy cup at Elsie's birthday party
Perfect pod of peas
Our courgettes (zucchinis) are coming along famously. Pickle's eating one a day from our plants at the moment
The Epselette pepper is a Basquaise treasure, and we have one growing nicely in our garden. Soon it'll turn red and sweetly spicy
This is our Black Cherry tomato bush, currently dripping with a silly amount of fruit
Ripe figs foraged from a neighbors tree. Actually the house is currently empty, so it'd be a shame to leave the figs to rot
Lucius loves eating freshly picked peas straight from the pod
Le Tour De France is currently rolling through our 'hood. We watched them ride past our local village, Rebenacq, on the Bagnères-de-Luchon to Pau stage. Nice to see, but all over in a matter of seconds. The roads were lined with fans (many also wearing tight lycra). Our area is steeped in a very rich cycling history and proud to have Le Tour ride through in stages 16 & 17.
Wallako Surfshop has a nice monopoly in Biarritz of being surfer owned and strictly offering hand shaped boards and independent crafty surf brands. They also hold exhibitions and parties, and are a good deal friendlier than the folks at the bigger stores
My steed for the day was a 9ft Malibu Classic, all the way from Noosa, Australia
Not me