Last wednesday was my 38th birthday, and yes I know that was almost a week ago, but I only went online for the first time on friday and I'm still getting to grips with this whole blogger thingy. It was a dull and mizzly day, so Jane and I decided on a trip out to Fowey. First stop was 'White Doll Arts' where Robert the potter sells his beautiful porcelain jugs, bowls and mugs.
The pretty colourful interior with pastel painted cupboards is right up my street.
Jane immediately gravitated towards the resident fluffy Maine Coon whilst I browsed the shelves.
It all proved too tempting, and I came away with two of the cute little stripey jugs from the window - thanks Nan for my birthday money!
What's in the box? This was my wonderful present from Jane,
an amazing little shoe!
Underneath you can make out the words, Grandpa Pritchards shoe, 1803
If only this shoe could talk, I wonder what tales it could tell of its owner, and the life he came to lead. Thankyou Jane for such a unique gift, it shall be treasured.