Last week, the car battery needed topping up again, so to get 45 minutes continuous motoring in we drove to Tadcaster. Once upon a time, between teaching jobs, I’d done a spot of nannying for the nephews of Bear Grylls in this town. But I’d never got further than the bus station and the butcher’s in terms of exploration.
This was righted yesterday. Having seen an independent furniture shop, we went for a more in-depth look through the window. My daughter is wanting to revamp her room and was much taken with a certain chair.
I would very much have liked her to have this chair but she realised that with the desk and chair she needs for her school work, it just wouldn’t be feasible to have this one as well. So, with £200 saved, we bought a bag of cheese straws and other less healthy victuals from a bakery which was open and found a bench by the river to eat our lunch.
Aside from filling our stomachs and watching the world go by, we also took the opportunity for a wander. There are some interesting historic buildings in the town but I didn’t feel comfortable photographing people’s homes. On the other hand, I felt no such constraints with the local flora.
Until recently, comfrey is a plant which would have passed me by. Then a mystery guest appeared by my pond and could have been comfrey, going by the leaves. However, it is now starting to flower and it turns out to be a yellow foxglove.
The foxglove isn’t an ideal addition to a forest garden but since I’m not expecting trepassers to come foraging in mine, I’m happy to keep a flower which does grace the edge of the pond rather well. So, thank you Nature, for giving me an unexpected treat.