I’m not going to take you very far away for this week’s ABC Wednesday. In fact, this particular ‘B‘ is only about five minutes walk from my house.
Now, it’s not the hanging basket (or its bracket), the Belisha beacon, the bushes, or the ‘blacktop‘ as my American friends call ‘tarmac’. It’s not the strengthening bolts in that big house to the right. It’s not even the burglar alarm that you might be able to pick out on the front of that end house.
I’m doing shops this time around, remember?
So this is the High Street of my village, looking west. The buildings in this part are mostly 18th century, and built from the local Barnack stone and this ‘B‘ is no exception.
You still don’t know what it is, do you? Does it help if I tell you that Sid loves walking past the (usually open) door, and that all of my dogs have tended to make a bee-line for it? Does it help if I tell you that features in this blog post here?
Okay. How about another picture?
This little pointy-roofed single storey building is our local butcher’s shop! There might be a blank space where the name should be, but everyone knows where it is. Also in this picture you’ll probably notice someone’s bottom as they bend over to do something in their driveway – there they are, just opposite their black bin*.
And if we go just a little closer, you might just be able to see the butcher’s meat saw and a couple of birds (possibly duck) hanging from the traditional butcher’s hooks inside that doorway.
How very obliging of that young lady to pose for us with her brolly, don’t you think?
It’s not a very posh shop – you might call it ‘basic‘ – but he’s painted it a beautiful blue, don’t you think?
* We do actually call them ‘black bins‘ to distinguish them from the green bins (recyclable rubbish) and brown bins (garden waste).







