Sunday mornings really are made for a hot breakfast that someone makes for you, seeing your friends, baby cuddles and treats from the markets. Our sunday just gone was all of those things in that order! Hitting the sunday markets at 9am we tried to beat the heat but boy was it warm! Plus I’ve never seen so many people squashed into the markets at that time. If I hadn’t just stuffed my belly with bacon and eggs at breakfast I could have eaten everything in sight. Especially, these teenie tiny pancakes covered in sugar I saw these little girls eat with their Dad (it would have been wrong to photograph either them, or their pancakes, but I was thiiiiiiiis close to doing it).