Local legend has it that a witch lived here in times past along side a baker. The baker noticed that when ever the witches black cat was near by all the baking was ruined. so one day the baker threw a hot oat cake at the cat hitting it on the back and then chased it into the witches house. In the house there was no sign of the cat but the witch was howling in pain from a burn on her back.
I'd better remind Miss Darcy not to hang around outside baker shops... Lovely photo, I like 'secret' places and there's something very special about those ordinary buildings that have survived from the start of the 19th century, too easy to imagine everyone in these days in Georgian grandeur and forget where bakers and witches lived and worked.
ReplyDeleteNice story, and an unexpected view of Leek - most of your other images have been of run down buildings, and I'd come to the conclusion that Leek had seen better days. I'm glad that there is some vibrancy still in the twon.
ReplyDeleteFabulous foto of a colorful, beautiful place! Love the plants, cobblestons, etc.
ReplyDeletePlease look at CDP's newest blog from AFGHANISTAN:
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What a fabulous looking place.
ReplyDeleteDo they still serve oatcakes here? I was recently introduced to your Staffordshire oatcakes and find them quite lovely. We tried to recreate them but to no avail. Would it be possible to get a photo of oatcakes being made or consumed?
ReplyDeletevery beautiful place and interesting story, congratulations!
ReplyDeleteThe stories just add to the character. Absolutely beautiful place. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLove the colours Brett. The story is great - and is one that will always be retold.
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