Feeling all Swedish in Yorkshire

On Saturday the wandering welder left me to my own devices so

I wandered over to my happy place - Todmorden in Yorkshire, 

a 20 minute drive over the border from home.

What a fabulous haul I got in the charity shops

The welder wanted to know if the jumpers were for him.

No, said I but I will share with you as long as you don't mind

the lumps in the front when I've had them on.

This little OXO tin wasn't to remarkable until I turned

it over and saw it had a best before date of 1998. 

For 99p it is now holding my 2017 cubes.

I popped into our favourite antique shop 

Picture House Antiques  where I found two super books.

Its not that long ago that we had a clog factory near to us, Walkley Clogs.

You could watch them making them.

As a child I remember people donkey stoning the steps.

We would wait for the rag n bone man to come around 

with his horse and cart and we would give him some old clothes in

swap for a donkey stone or a balloon.

The framed nursery rhyme is going on the bathroom wall.

I love this shop

Popped next door to the Old Coop for coffee and cake. 

 Have you ever had that feeling flow over you of 

"this is where I'm meant to be". Well Todmorden does it for me.  

The Swedish would call it "hygge". Seems that is this year's buzz word.

I'll show you the tweed jacket 

I picked up for £7 tomorrow

Thanks for popping by

Lynn x