A perfect antidote to the manicured gardens and twee tea shops of the Cotswolds.
Wedged between the hard grey granite of Aberdeen city centre and the steely-blue harshness of the North sea, Footdee is like a hippy haven dropped from space.
A magical, surreal, Victorian garden that’ll leave you wondering if someone dropped a tab of acid in your coffee this morning.
Do you have a craving for a panini and some poetry all at the same time?
Fancy buying a wedding dress, a 1930s French newspaper and some vacuum-packed frogs today?
The horse’s is light and fatty, the yak’s is crunchy and the Canadian seal’s has to be ordered in advance. Apparently.
The 1930s hairdressers-turned-café where you get your own private room.
Waiters in pyjamas, squashy sofas, cartoons on the box and hundreds of cereal concoctions.
Sleep so close to the sea so that the whoosh of the breaking waves fills your head and you dream your bed is floating on the water…
Claire Potter gets a shock in a Japanese restaurant.
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