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On a recent visit to London we found ourselves with a couple of hours to kill, so when asked what I wanted to do I leapt at the opportunity to head over to Notting Hill. Now, I’m going to be honest here, my knowledge of this part of town is pretty limited (re-watching the film countless times counts as knowledge right?!) so I was totes excited to spend some time sussing out a different part of the city.

Well, firstly Notting Hill, you’re hella cute. There are coloured houses EVERYWHERE, blossom trees pretty much feature left, right and centre, and there are heaps of trendy shops. (trendy). It’s like a mixture of London and Brighton’s best bits- all the bright colours and quirkiness but with less of the mould and skanky student houses.

It’s a great place to have a little nosey round too.  Pretty much every street has something going on, there are the huge fancy white apartment blocks and swanky cars so it literally feels like you’re about to “accidentally” bump into someone in MIC, (though let’s face it, it’s never an accident is it). But hidden in between these fancy houses are quiet pretty streets like this, perfect for a photo op when the neighbours aren’t looking.

In fact, everywhere is pretty instagrammable. On one especially colourful street there were literally queues of people lining up to get that perfect shot- WERK IT HUN. I’d probably recommend heading over on a weekday if you want to avoid the crowds, but with front doors as cute as this, it’s impossible to go and not snap something round every corner.

Now, it’s hard not to go to Notting Hill without thinking of the film- THE film, so we decided to head down Portobello Road to check out the outdoor market. On our away, amongst snooping at houses and dream cars we actually had a Notting Hill moment when we stumbled across one of those fancy, mysterious private gardens that are strictly only for the rich ‘n’ famous. I must admit, it was less of a climb over the fence, with the sweet sounds of Ronan Keeting playing softly in the background, and more of a “oh sweet, the builder’s left the gate unlocked, let’s have a gander” situ, but nevertheless I feel like William Thacker AKA Hugh Grant would have been proud of us, right?

And I think it’s important to say that while pretty houses, fancy cars and quirky streets are worth talking about, food is the real important thing here. Let’s not mess around. I’ll need to hold my doughnut- filled hands up at this point, because these bad boys were actually from Borough Market but dayuum, it would have been a crime to not give them their moment in this post. Naturally I went for the praline/ hazelnut/chocolately filled option because, let’s face it, if you’re gonna be unhealthy, you gotta do it right. No time for messing around with that fruit-filled malarky. But seriously, they were SO good. Melt- in- your mouth, sugary deliciousness. If you find yourself in that part of town, you must go. You won’t be disappointed my friend.

So there we go, a little insight into my day of strutting round Notting Hill. I definitely want to go back and explore more of the area, but if you’re like me and love a pretty street, quirky shops to look in and cafe’s where you can people watch to your little heart’s content; then I think you’ll love it too.

And if you happen to pass by Borough Market, grab me a doughnut will ya? Ta

Emily James

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