Market Day

After a night in a very noisy hotel in Manchester we treated ourselves to a big breakfast at Moose - a Canadian cafe with the best brekky menu. Fully stuffed we headed back to Shrewsbury on the train, back to stay with my brother.
Walked through town from the train station and stopped off at the market. It must be 40 years since I last visited this one, and a miserable place it was then. What a transformation - cafes, food stalls,butchers, bakers, jewellery, and all sorts. Lots of food choices but we couldn’t manage another morsel after the mighty moose breakfast.