Posts Tagged: Clapton Pond
April: CP Selfies
I’m writing this on the plane back home to Jersey following this month’s Clapton Pot. I’m not, thank goodness, fleeing the country after a disastrous dinner. Quite the opposite in fact. Last night’s dinner was, if I say so myself,
April: CP Selfies
I’m writing this on the plane back home to Jersey following this month’s Clapton Pot. I’m not, thank goodness, fleeing the country after a disastrous dinner. Quite the opposite in fact. Last night’s dinner was, if I say so myself,
March: in high spirits
It is just over a month since our March dinner, and I am writing this in a gloriously sunny spot in my friends Louise and Ben’s idyllic garden in the Quantock Hills. It is worth mentioning Louise is an inspired
March: in high spirits
It is just over a month since our March dinner, and I am writing this in a gloriously sunny spot in my friends Louise and Ben’s idyllic garden in the Quantock Hills. It is worth mentioning Louise is an inspired
February: no wallflowers here!
Hello Clapton Potters, This post is coming to you from Anna, the newest member of the Clapton Pot team. I’m thrilled to be writing this post after my first night co-hosting the Clapton Pot with the wonderful Violaine (find her
February: no wallflowers here!
Hello Clapton Potters, This post is coming to you from Anna, the newest member of the Clapton Pot team. I’m thrilled to be writing this post after my first night co-hosting the Clapton Pot with the wonderful Violaine (find her
January: quiet as a mouse
In January the Clapton Pot doors were kept shut. It’s been a great year, but change is ahead, and the Clapton Pot will be back in February. I leave you with this little mouse: at 7 years old I was
January: quiet as a mouse
In January the Clapton Pot doors were kept shut. It’s been a great year, but change is ahead, and the Clapton Pot will be back in February. I leave you with this little mouse: at 7 years old I was
December: doing what neighbours do best
The December Clapton Pot was kept in the family – so to speak, as I like to call my neighbours my London family. Over the years we’ve had numerous dinners together, inside and outside regardless of temperatures, drank far too
December: doing what neighbours do best
The December Clapton Pot was kept in the family – so to speak, as I like to call my neighbours my London family. Over the years we’ve had numerous dinners together, inside and outside regardless of temperatures, drank far too
The Clapton Pot 