I think it's only fair to warn you about this post. Mr K has recently treated me to a new camera and today was it's first outing. Needless to say I was particularly snap happy so if you fancy some eye candy (where on earth did that phrase come from?) rather than my customary poignant and inspiring writings (!) go ahead.
Some time ago I wrote about Leek - a nearby market town with a wealth of history set among beautiful Staffordshire scenery. So when they advertised a Dickensian market Mr K and I thought it would be the perfect way to celebrate the start of the Christmas holidays. The weather was predicted to be fine and bright but - as we drove across in heavy sleet and rain - my expectations were considerably lowered. The market was still on but the weather had obviously taken it's toll. Some treasures still caught my eye however.
Sadly the rain was coming down too hard to have a proper mooch so we quick stepped it around the wild mallards to the indoor market.
Fortunately the nativity scene was under shelter.
And at last we felt a touch of Christmas past.
Although this little chap had clearly had enough!
Not sure what was going on outside Boots but it was all very jolly.
In a valiant effort to keep warm and dry we ducked into places hitherto unexplored.
Friends from my knitting group have often mentioned the store Bibelot and I expected it to be a small town style wool shop.
How wrong I was!
As we entered Mr K immediately recognised the proprietors as two of his old students. As he was waxing lyrical about the 'old days' I decided to have a peek upstairs.
Look what I found.
And although I like Cath Kidston to a degree I couldn't help but be bowled over by this display of loveliness.
It just carried on.
Where to look? What to do? Where to buy? I was actually so totally phased by the amount of stuff in there that I came away with nothing - apart the firmest of intentions to attend one of their friendly craft courses in the New Year.
Next stop was a cafe called Spout.
We were immediately greeted by young friendly staff and invited to choose from a fantastic range of goodies from the menu. Settling for the simple teacake option (!) we explored the rest of the rather large, rather quirky, rather beautiful old building.
Even the toilet had a distinct personality!
Upstairs there was a fantastically well stocked ale store called The Bottle Lab.
Needless to say quite some time was spent in perusal mode.
By the time we left it was dark.The way home across the moors and hills was speckled with fairy lights of various colours, shapes and sizes - notably one that was in the shape of a bus.
Looking back the weather did us a favour. We explored indoors rather than out and in doing so were treated with a wealth of treasures.
And of course we couldn't resist bringing this little chap home.
Hope you are keeping warm and well.