Somebody said to me, only very recently, that they liked my honesty on my blog!!
Well, here's me being very honest:
Taunton is a bit of a dump! LOL ;-)
Oh dear!
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If anyone lives in Taunton, knows it well and loves it....I'm sorry!
If it's any consolation, I can be quite scathing about the town in which I live!
(I also withdraw my job application for a vacancy at the Somerset tourist board as I somehow doubt I will make it to the interview stage!)
Do you know , I have tried hard, over the years, to like Taunton.
It's such a quick train journey for us too.
But it always disappoints, apart from the County Stores , which is quite good for food bits and pieces.
It could also have been that the annual coach trip of the, 'National Society of Morons', which coincided with our trip to Taunton, put me in a 'not so good mood'!
I never like to grumble, moan or groan, especially on my blog but...
What is it with people who have no awareness, no respect for others and worse still, have no manners? DUH!
Sorry Taunton...you'll have to go into the same bin as Honiton...another place which many rave about but I always come home disappointed from there as well!!
;-)
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So....the best bits about Taunton were... err umm.. quite difficult to capture on camera!
Which is why I am desperately trying to pad out this post with some humour , of sorts!
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However, the walk from the railway station into the town centre is quite interesting ...lots of charity shops, a junk shop or two, a tiny antiques centre and a lovely flower shop.
We also found the most superb, old fashioned, gentlemen's outfitters, with very old fashioned, friendly service and the best, old fashioned stock of clothing for men that I have seen in a long time.
For Mr S, this was truly a pleasure.
So at least one of us got something from the trip!
I purchased a shirt and tie for him, as an extra birthday pressy. It was wrapped properly and thus he did not have to walk around with a daft, duffle bag, dangling on his back, as per last week!
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Mr S has a birthday next Sunday. Never before has his birthday fallen on Mothering Sunday.
I can only hope that I do not get the presents muddled up!!
Otherwise, my dear mum will get a techno present which will completely flummox her, as with the name Apple and Mac on the box, she will think I have given her a packed lunch... LOL..
and not forgetting that shirt , which might pass as a night shirt...but is not her colour anyway.
Dear Mr S could find himself ponging of Lavender, for weeks.
Note to self...Must do the gifts tags asap!
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Moving on...
Mr S failed somewhat dismally, yesterday...he only found a penny! One miserable, measly penny.
Another thumbs down for Taunton! Not enough coinage in the gutters!
(However, he did pick up 37 pence in Totnes, on Friday !!)
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Ah now...here is a photo, from Taunton, especially for my sister.
Her husband is called Brian.
My dear Mr S, as some of you know, is called Terry.
The funny thing is that this barbers was closed and there was a notice on the door to say that one was ill and one was on holiday or something like that!!
I wonder!
Do Mr S and Mr SSH (Sister Snippets Hubby) really go where they say they go during weekdays?
Plus... there was an 'attraction' very close by and this is it...
If ever there was a shop designed to persuade Mr S to become interested in fabrics, this is it !!
So he says!
We giggled as we stood and took a photo, watched by some amused shoppers and Mr S remarked that he could actually achieve the very same look for me...if I so desired...
with a ball of string!
I will leave that to your imagination and I will move swiftly on.
For me, the highlights of the day (apart from the train ride and my football team going all the way to Darlington and winning! ) was this colourful, flower shop:
We do so love our Saturday outings but we do so love getting back home!
It was on our return home that I received a text telling me that Exeter was buzzing , there was music all over the place and that the city was alive!
You learn by your mistakes, eh?!
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I have to dash!
I have a date with Mr S and .....a ball of string!
And I don't think we'll be doing Macrame!
Honest!!
;-)