On 15, Dec 2006, at 9:10, Steve Haywood wrote of Stourport : > pps get yourself around to the butcher behind where you live. He sells > the > most delightful chitterlings, though you have to be up with lark to get > them, such things, as you know, being a much prized delicacy in the > town.
The place is full of butchers and the choice of sausage is bewildering. Mrs Staffy comes back from the shops all of a quiver. And if you haven't seen the yacht club roof recently I'm wondering what is the basis of your concern about the way it has been done. Staffy
