Sally Lunn’s House, Bath

This past week has been better. I am still down in the dumps about little Meggy, but I’ve been out more and my bike is almost all fixed so that’s helping. So far I have replaced the CDI, rectifier, battery, fuel hoses, fuel switch valve, repaired the dodgey wiring in the front and pretty much replaced every bulb. You see, when the rectifier over charged the battery, it blew up the CDI and in doing so, every bulb in the bike. The bike has always leaked a little fuel so that was something I decided to fix whilst everything was stripped off. She’s also going to have an oil change, new air filter, oil filter and spark plugs. Basically she’ll be a brand spanking new bike when I’m finished with her!

Although it’s incredibly irritating to do all of this (especially after just passing my test) it’s teaching me A LOT. It’s preparing me for the eventual motorbike trip around the world (covid permitting when – but it WILL happen). So in a way, I guess it was a good thing my bike broke the way it did as its teaching and preparing me. Hang on… Did I really just look on the brightside?!

Anyways, let me tell you about my trip to the infamous Sally Lunn’s House in Bath.

Immigrating from France to Bath all the way back in 1680, Sally Lunn brought with her, her deliciously unique recipe for the perfect bun. Large in shape and with its signature fluffy texture, it’s the perfect companion for any condiment/spread.

Mum and I were welcomed in and shown to the second floor next to the fireplace. Rather than fire it was alight with fairy lights which was very cozy, especially after being in the drizzle outside. We’re currently in the middle of Summer so we’re having a nice load of rain at the moment!

Me being me, I accidentally ordered the scones instead of the bun… Whoops. It was an easy fix though, as Mum was kind enough to cut her bun in half and swap it with one of my scones. Next time I’ll be a bit more attentive to what I point at on the menu. And yes there is definitely going to be a next time as everything was delicious!

The house is an incredible piece of history and quintessentially shows off Bath’s unique architecture. It’s thought to of been built in 1482, with the millions of visitors the house has had through the years, its really stood the test of time. After draining our teapots, we ventured down the narrow staircases and into the cellar to meet Sally herself…

Well, her mannequin anyway.

As interesting as the kitchen museum was, this was a little creepy. Especially when mum said she saw her skirt move. I didn’t see it so I’m saying it was a breeze or trick of the light.

Excavation of the cellar, provided findings of ceramic pots and timber dating all the way back to Roman times. In the photo above we have another creepy mannequin to demonstrate this the (the guy in orange). I’m sorry I loved my visit but they are creepy, it’s only because they look so real!

It’s amazing finding this hidden gem nestled in Bath’s cobbled streets. The buns were delicious and the house was so interesting. If you’re ever in Bath please add this one to your list!