Last Saturday in Shrewsbury Town and on the River Severn in The View from the Terrace
- Aug. 23, 2015, 7:56 a.m.
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It seems to have been raining on and off ever since we came home from Shrewsbury last week. Yesterday there was one hell of a storm, the rain was tipping down.
Thank goodness last Saturday was fine.
We stayed overnight in Shrewsbury after the show and spent the next day in the town. There were parts of the place that I hadn’t visited in years. We found some wonderful little shops, there was a chocolate shop and one devoted to things for old houses, and I saw Ellis Peters’ Shrophire in a charity shop window and went in and grabbed it. She wrote the Brother Cadfael novels which are set in Shrewsbury.
In the High Street we saw a Morris Minor Traveller in beautiful condition. From it’s registration it was a 1966 model, 49 years old!
We had lunch in a lovely little vegetaran restaurant and then had a look in the market which was full of fascinating stalls. On one there was an umbrella with cats and dogs on it - raining cats and dogs- I should have bought it for yesterday. The town was packed because of the flower show.
In the afternoon we went for a trip on the river Severn. Although I grew up in Shrewsbury I had never been on the river before.
This is me standing under The Quantum Leap, known by the locals as The Slinky. It was built in 2009 to commemorate the bicentenary of Charles Darwin who was born and educated in the town.
Before starting our journey home we had tea in Lily’s beautiful riverside garden cafe which, is only open in the summer because it floods every year in the winter!
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🌻StillJustMe🌸 ⋅ August 23, 2015
That looks like a gorgeous place to visit :)
^..^Kat ⋅ August 24, 2015
So many people!! I enjoy your photos, thank you for sharing.
MemoryFails ⋅ August 24, 2015
Oh my god I am sooo jealous! That is absolutely beautiful! :)
Marg ⋅ October 29, 2016
And there you are wearing your beautiful butterfly top - I love your jacket! So nice to see diary people in the flesh so to speak - I always find it completely fascinating how the image I build up of folk from their diary can sometimes be so different from the real thing. (I don't mean that in a bad way incidentally!!)