My new favourite haunt.
Well we went twice over summer but I have decided it will be a haunt.
Just ten minutes drive from my house is Hebden Bridge, an old market town. It is difficult to describe apart from it looks like a quaint, northern, old market town nestled in a vally of the Pennines.
Along with being easy on the eye there are also interesting shops there and old picture house and an abundance of pubs.
I fancy going down there for Jive classes- must rope the boy in to that somehow...
Concluding this ramble is a picture, or two, of a really interesting shop. I am sure i will later show more pictures of my travels down to Hebden as and when i get more (hopefully of the aforementioned jive lessons.... ha!) but for now just the apothecary.
I love old things and bits. Like old tins, old packaging and old kitchen products and equipment.
I want a shop like this but i will have to explain later.
(Oh i forgot to mention i got attacked by a pigeon down there but i am ok now.)
Well we went twice over summer but I have decided it will be a haunt.
Just ten minutes drive from my house is Hebden Bridge, an old market town. It is difficult to describe apart from it looks like a quaint, northern, old market town nestled in a vally of the Pennines.
Along with being easy on the eye there are also interesting shops there and old picture house and an abundance of pubs.
I fancy going down there for Jive classes- must rope the boy in to that somehow...
Concluding this ramble is a picture, or two, of a really interesting shop. I am sure i will later show more pictures of my travels down to Hebden as and when i get more (hopefully of the aforementioned jive lessons.... ha!) but for now just the apothecary.
I love old things and bits. Like old tins, old packaging and old kitchen products and equipment.
I want a shop like this but i will have to explain later.
(Oh i forgot to mention i got attacked by a pigeon down there but i am ok now.)
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