A few days ago, we visited the Woodberry Woodlands in Stoke Newington. Embarrassingly, I had no idea this place existed! The whole thing is pretty surreal, and the juxtaposition of natural surfaces and nearby high-rise construction sites (that don’t even look like they are in London) is just something out-of-this-world. You just can’t believe this is N16. We walked by the reedbeds and took out the Little One to show her the pond and the birds. The path was a bit too rough for the buggy so she had to be carried for part of it.
We ended up at the cafe, which I thought was really lovely. BF wouldn’t shut up about ‘how Stoke Newington’ the place was whilst I was really enjoying a delicious fennel-based salad and admiring the duck egg blue Ercol chairs.
We also saw a couple of coots taking care of their babies in their nest on our way out. 
Fifty Shades of Duck Egg Blue 