Most of the action at the Victorian fete was in the street stalls and entertainment, but I also ventured inside some of the shops - we bought lunch at the bakery, visited this traditional bookbinder

(beautiful handbound journals at rather high prices)
the Grainstore Art Gallery, which is like no other art gallery I have ever seen

and the secondhand bookstore.

The proprietor is wrapping my purchase (a book of Scottish poetry) with brown paper and string, after entering the details by hand in a large leather bound ledger. She wears Victorian dress all year round. The business does, however, make one concession to modern life - an EFTPOS machine.
1 comment:
Which Scottish Poet was it or was it an anothology?
mary
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