A long overdue trip to see friends.
We met half way at a pretty little Peak District town called Crompton, site of the revolutionary Arkwright Mills. The Mills are picturesque now, with a very nice tea shop 🙂
This photo was taken a couple of seconds before the sky darkened in a threatening and frankly slightly scary way, a few more seconds before lightning split the heavens, and a further few moments before hail stones the size of frogs sent us shrieking to the car.
Gives a whole new meaning to the “dark, satanic” imagery.
We took shelter in Scarthin Books, which is a fabulous bookshop (new books! Second hand books! Coffee shop!) also in Cromford, before heading up to Sheffield where our friends live.
We ate lots, drank lots and talked lots.
Quite the perfect weekend 🙂
We also tracked down this place
This used to be Cherrytree Orphanage.
When my maternal grandmother died and my maternal grandfather enlisted, the children were placed in this orphanage as there were no other family members willing or able to look after them. My Mum used to talk about how happy she was there and how nice the staff were. It is also the place where she got her first and only doll.
I hope that seeing a photo of this place will help touch some deeply stored memories….