There was a small antique fair in the town hall , where we saw these lovely little cups.
I bet you can't guess what the strange things in the next picture are?
Just what every girl needs, some silver contraptions for holding quail's legs so that you don't get your fingers dirty while you eat the poor little beasties.
This is the Market Hall, where wool was traded.
The Campden Gallery. Next, we went to the Fleece Inn at Bretforton, for our lunch. This place has been a pub since the 17th. century. I looked for the healthy choice on the menu, but well, it was very dark in there. For pudding I meant to order fresh fruit salad but the words that came out of my mouth were 'plum and grenadine crumble with ice cream please'. Never mind, I ate it anyway.
Here's Sue trying to ignore her embarrassing friend,who's hopping around with a camera.
That's it for now, Mike and I are going to Glastonbury for a few days, so , back in a while.