It wont go away

Teddy bear heads on fence. Cool eh? This was down near a small brewery we happened upon in our Ironbridge odyssey. Lovely as their beer was, it wasn't batter than the home brew from Pater.

So we also went to Blists Hill which is a Victorian town, and has much to delight. Smells tastes and sounds, plus lots of things to look at and talk about. How first born is nearly an age to go down a mine, and would certainly be working hard in the household if she had lived back then.

We found a fine engine in a shed. We had to take a picture. Because.

They nearly enjoyed the swinging chairs, and just when they were beginning to feel it was a little dull...it went faster, hilarious.

The squatters cottage is taken by younger sibling, because she likes the way it looks like a face.

We thought about pigs and chickens and remembered how the last time we came here, first born slept all the way down to the squatters cottage, and steamed up the rain cover on her pushchair, age 5 months. The time surely does fly.