After picking up my car the other day Ewan and I stopped off in Eye (Suffolk) for a coffee. We found the Gallery Café in Broad Street above a sort of haberdashery shop. The coffee turned into full English breakfast which we ate in the sun on the rooftop patio.
Next to the post office in Eye is a private house with a slightly wonky wrought iron gate.
On the gate is a Polite Request Whose Every Word Begins With A Capital Letter. But it really is a polite request. Please don't tie your dog to the gate, use the boot scraper instead. I wonder how many people do.
Brum today; Braunston tomorrow.
1 comment:
How lovely and how terribly English. It's so nice to see that our reputation as a nation still has some vestiges of truth ;-)
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