I can’t quite believe it’s almost been a year since we left London and escaped to the countryside. But what many people don’t know is that our original plan was always to return to London…after a rest-bite of a couple of weeks in Yorkshire.
We were visiting my parents who, despite my never-dying love for them are completely mad. When I was 5 they bought an old farm in order to live as self-sufficiently as possible. There is no wifi, there is no bus route and there are no shops. The longest we’d ever stayed (discounting my own childhood of course) was one night so a two week stay all together, we thought, was long enough.
When we awoke on the first morning of our stay we travelled the 30-minute journey to the closest large town, which is Doncaster, to grab some breakfast.
I had actually already heard that Jackson’s…’famous Jackson’s The Herbalists’ was closing down. It was gutting to see as we entered the town. It had been an amazing shop with the most fascinating history and now the shop...