Day One...

... of being spoilt for choice.
Jerra & Clicky were invited/visiting "Sprog # 1", a fellow Blipper; I was kindly invited "to tag along" and show face as the "Grey Tuncle" (Mentioned some considerable time ago.)
;¬)
We travelled to Sheffield via a pre-arranged visit to Heron Mill.
It was inevitable I'd
1. Be spoilt for choice.
2. Be unable to "Summon the Jury" for a casting vote.
So much was seen/learnt and so many shots taken that I settled for gluing 2 together, which seems almost identical to one of the shots on their page.
On the left - Heron Mill, water powered, still working, still grinding an assortment of grains, and working towards hydro-generating their own electrickery.
On the right a paper mill moved from water power to electrickery but making some very specialist papers.
I was amused by the lad who showed us around. Exceedingly knowledgable; which you'd expect him to be after 8 yrs; but what amused me was/were:-
1. His Overalls closely matching his hair. (Accident or design?)
2. His defacing of foreign currency as a substitute for a lost button.
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But what really moved me was Jerra's memory. 
I am so oblivious of this episode I'm 100% certain I wasn't there.
Dad was one of the few "time-served" wheelwrights still alive in the county when we were kids.
I indicated the whole room and said "Mam would have enjoyed this." Pointed at the "Barrow" and said "But Dad wouldn't."
There ensued a discussion on wheel manufacture ...
Two spokes to the 'Felly', mention of his "Naff-axe" and similar.
Jerra recounted a tale:-
Apparently he had been in Workington with Mam & Dad and they had seen a barrow of similar design, but genuine construction.
Apparently Dad wandered round it, eyed it from all angles, Ducked under the handles, looked up at them and announced ... 
"I thought it looked like one of ours, I was right."