Urban Farmers

A farm in the middle of the city of London? That also features an Italian cafe? Now this I had to see.

On Friday, E and I hopped on the bus up toward Shoreditch to check out Hackney City Farm. It ended up being a little disappointing overall. It was very small, as I could have guessed, and E was dismayed that there weren’t any animals she could pet. I hadn’t promised her that, but I guess she’s been to too many places that let you pet the farm animals. (She’s especially fond of brushing the goats at the Maryland Zoo.) The whole thing could kill about half an hour, and I needed to entertain her for a lot longer than that.

When you keep chickens in the city, sometimes you end up with an imposter

There were chickens, pigs, a couple sheep and goats, and a donkey.

The cafe was really nice, actually, and the menu looked great, though I wasn’t yet hungry for lunch. We waited out the brief rain spell in there with a slice of banana bread, amidst all the other mums and their little ones. Then I dragged her to another furniture store nearby, ha.

On Saturday morning, the whole family headed over to our new house to meet the relocation agent and collect the keys and do a walk-through. I can’t wait to be moved in and getting settled. We spent the day exploring our new area a bit more, and it’s just such a better place for a family to live than where we are now. We spent some time at our local playground, walked along the high street checking out some shops and the Saturday market stalls, and had a delicious brunch. We then hit just one more furniture store before heading up to Battersea Park.

Battersea Park is a lovely place to spend a summer Saturday afternoon. I’m planning to take E back there soon for the children’s zoo. This time we rented bikes and rode around for an hour. We’re considering getting me one of these big tricycles with the kiddie bucket on the front, since I won’t have a car, and it would be a way I could get around a little faster with the kids than on foot. I am concerned about pedaling it up hills, though. I’ve tried them twice now, but both times the terrain was pretty flat. So I’m still undecided.

This morning we bussed back up to Shoreditch to check out the famous Columbia Road Flower Market, which is only on Sundays. It was an absolutely gorgeous morning to be outside and the flowers were stunning, and very reasonably priced! I lamented not being able to buy some of the enormous hydrangeas for my house yet.

But we did get a pretty little flower box and a couple potted violets to go in it, which I will now do my best to keep alive. There’s no quick or easy way to get from our house to the Columbia Road Flower Market, so it’s not someplace I will be hitting up often. We’re trying to take advantage of where we are now and do things that are more convenient to the City than to Clapham/Battersea.

After a stop at the Columbia Road-adjacent playground, we walked to the Pump Street Food Market for some lunch. It looked and felt exactly like a food cart pod in Portland. Fewer hipsters, though.

After E FINALLY finished her parent-mandated number of bites of lunch, she got her reward: an entire pineapple, freshly juiced, complete with twisty straws and umbrella-toothpick garnish.

2 thoughts on “Urban Farmers

  1. I see your “different to”–already assimilating! (One of my best friends is from London and I usually look over her writing and help her go from English to American. 🙂 ) Good for you for getting out. With kids, it is about 10x the effort than alone, isn’t it? And especially good for you getting out before your next baby arrives. I bet you’ll be giving yourself a pat on the back for doing it now, despite the crowds. I wish I could give you a hydrangea! It’s one of the small handful of perennials that loves our winter, so they’re ubiquitous locally.


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