A much needed mini-mini-break in Ludlow, arguably the food capital of the UK. We love Ludlow. We always buy a good wodge of local bacon and sausages from our favourite butcher. As always, it was rammed with customers; there is only a small shop space inside, so buying is a bit of a 'shouting your order over the tops of someone else's head' affair.
Ludlow is a pleasing architectural medley, not too regimented, not too eccentric. Everywhere there is something interesting or quaint to admire, Georgian and Mediaeval styles nestling happily with Victorian and Tudor.
And you can usually glimpse the generous green hills of the surrounding Shropshire countryside from some peep hole.
Tempting alleyways and narrow streets that follow the original Mediaeval layout of the town.
It was pleasantly odd wandering around this time, realising that we only live on the other side of the county and this time would not be making the journey back to the Cotswolds.
The basket weaver who always seems to be on the same market corner, no matter what day we visit.
The penny whistler who has been on this corner every time we've visited was also in his usual place. He's definitely improved over the last two years.
Buying some local cheese for a picnic later on.
And some naughty Chelsea buns for breakfast - as we are on holiday.
Eaten soon after, overlooking an appetising view of lovely Ludlow.
