The light has shifted at Starlings and with it the dancing shadows on the wall. It evokes a favourite book, In Praise of Shadows by Junichiro Tanizaki.
A Rooftop Patio. Secluded. Romantic. Another Perspective. There is something about the notion of a rooftop patio overlooking your city that is so appealing. We wish we had one.
We love it when a customer spots something they recognize that has been repurposed and found its way to Starlings. A regular customer Mark told us that our new chairs had been hand-made by his father
Twenty minutes of shut-eye. Rejuvenating. Starlings needs to become more nap friendly. We are working on it…
So much can be put to rights with a piece of linen. We love the elegance it brings to a situation or moment.
A space is informed by people who occupy it and our memory of it has an overlay of the music that is played. We change our playlist often. To quote Abba: Thank you for the music…
A crisp neatly folded paper bag. A carrier for something tasty – like Clare’s crunchies. Or Florence’s famous Florentines. Restores order.
We hide behind the hedge at Starlings. Our cool green wall is an indigenous Rhus and we could not imagine life without it.
There is an ongoing discussion on whether the old tree in the garden is a quince or a pear. Either way we love it. Especially when the hard fruit falls, mostly narrowly missing unsuspecting customers. Hard hats in late summer
There are always bottles and vases full of flowers in the Starlings bathroom.(yes,for years there was a bath in there. The flower story started as a way to try and disguise the bath). The bath is long since gone, and