Monday, 1 December 2014

Homeward bound

Perhaps I'm weird but I'm one of those people who doesn't post about things until after I've done them.  I always feel when folks post about things they're going to do and when they're doing them is like putting up a sign saying, "I'm out/I'm away".  I never claimed I wasn't nutty!

Roosters cottage
Dorothea the ornamental sheep
Patio area, would be lovely in the summer
Anyway, we saved the walk around the village of Much Wenlock, where we'd stayed at "Roosters" cottage, until the morning we left.  It's a pretty, olde-worldy village and it has an absolutely F.A.B.U.L.O.U.S butchers shop.  I'd read about it before we went and whomever had written the articles about it wasn't kidding.  There were queues heading out the door.  The prices were phenomenally reasonable, and the range of products was amazing.

I bought quite a bit of meat, including some veal and a dressed pheasant, and got a gorgeous venison in red wine pie.  There were pheasants hanging up that were 3 for £1.95.  I love pheasant, but I didn't particularly fancy plucking and removing the innards, hence the ready dressed one.  Not because I'm squeamish btw, just that I haven't a clue how to do it.

The amazing butchers shop
As with the cottage, I'm not being paid/sponsored/bribed or otherwise persuaded to promote this butcher's shop.  I genuinely think it's great, and from the queues ahead of and behind us, so do an awful lot of other people.  The shop opens at 6am and apparently there are even queues at that time of the morning.

Pies of every description
I'm not a pheasant plucker!!

The George and Dragon Inn, one of the town's old pubs

The old police station

The last photo is all I could see of Wenlock Priory's remains as it was closed, along with the town's small museum.

Now we're home, and after a weekend of catching up with laundry, house cleaning etc, it's back to the usual.  Small has quite a lot of book/written work to catch up on and we're trying to get the remaining November work finished so we can start on December's.

Until next time. x


  1. People were queuing down the street on Saturday afternoon when I popped to the wool shop just slightly up the street from that Butchers - looks like you had a good break xx

    1. I saw the wool shop. In fact I was probably drooling over all the lovely yarn I could see through the window. Didn't dare go in though, wool and fabric is my big downfall!


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