Nearly three years on, as I hear of the untimely passing of Stace Bancroft – one of the most inspiring and insightful individuals I have had the pleasure meeting – I have updated this blog post by way of reflection of the great man he was. Stace, we miss you. RIP 16.02.2018. Gone but never forgotten. xxx
*Edited 2018 to reflect on the devastating news that Stace Bancroft, resident of Christiania, past away February 18th 2018. You were and still are an inspiration. Stace, this story is for you. RIP. Gone, but never forgotten.*
After a 4am start in London, to catch an 8am flight from Luton airport, the last thing you want is to be stuck in an epic rainstorm without a brolly. Luckily, Copenhagen is full of delightful little districts and boutique food halls where you can shelter from the onslaught, and where I discovered Groed – just off Torvehallerne, Israels Plads – a small cafe specialising in porridge so good Goldie Locks would have been proud.
I stole Goldielocks’ porridge…and washed it down with an award-winning elderflower beer
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Is that Stace Bancroft who lived in London..Putney in the 60’s ? He had a brother called Dickon,,
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Hi Gea.
Yes, yes he was! And what a lovely man, I felt very lucky I got to meet him!
Did you know him well? Are you in touch with his brother?
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