Today a lady with whom I work told me that she hadn’t seen her adult daughter for several years. Living on different continents and without money to spare for flights, she was understandably envious when I said that I was off to meet my daughter after work. “Give her lots of hugs”, she told me. I felt so sad for my colleague. I cannot image the pain of not seeing my lovely girl for so long.
For various reasons it’s been quite a few weeks since we’ve managed to get together and with holidays looming for us both and a house move for daughter it was going to be several more weeks before we could meet up unless we squashed in a late afternoon together . Today after work I drove 30 miles to the Shropshire town of Bridgnorth for a 4pm rendezvous. Although she lives only a few miles from the town, she wasn’t able to finish work as early as me so it seemed sensible to meet there in order to maximise the time we could spend together.
Bridgnorth is what might be described as a ‘bustling little town’ which has had five gold medals awarded by Britain in Bloom. It’s easy to see why. With several interesting narrow streets and alleys running off the high street, it’s a quaintly pretty place reminiscent of times gone by.
The town is in two parts – Low town through which runs the River Severn and High Town which is built on a sandstone cliff. Between them runs the Cliff Railway, one of four furnicular railways in this style in the UK and this is the steepest. We didn’t use it today; fortunately there is a road too!
In Norman times, under Robert de Belleme, son of a French earl, there was a castle in Bridgnorth but this is all that’s now left after Cromwell’s Roundheads were ordered to demolish it in 1640s.
We made time for a quick look in a ‘bargain’ shop from which, in the past, I have bought discontinued OPI nail polishes for only £4 each. There was only a small selection today but none of the colours appealed. One was a mustardy-lime green colour and as much as I like the few bits of clothing I have in the colour, it’s not something I’d wear on my nails. Similarly neither the dark green or washed out pink appealed. Better luck next time perhaps.
There are a couple of good dress shops, small branches of some of the multiples, a few charity shops and pretty gift shops and several nice places for coffee or food. We chose The Brasserie having eaten a few times before and know that the food is tasty and good value, and the service friendly. Neither of us had eaten since breakfast so we wanted more than a snack but in the blistering heat, we didn’t want anything to heavy. We hit upon the idea of two starters each, both choosing the home-made potato wedges and sweet chilli sauce and the breaded brie. It was an inspired choice and hit the spot perfectly.
Our couple of hours together was over far too soon but as I hugged her (several times) goodbye, I found myself thinking how lucky I am that my daughter is only an hour and a half away.
After a drive through the lovely Shropshire and Worcestershire countryside I called in at Waitrose in Bromsgrove (a bit of a treat as we don’t have a local branch) and bought various bits and pieces for tomorrow’s baking. We are off to my grandson’s birthday barbeque at the weekend and I’m taking the birthday cake and puds!