As we made had a few hours to kill in Dorset, we decided to visit a quaint little famous street from the infamous Hovis advert from way back when.
Lee hadn’t explained where we were going at this point, but we parked up on the high street and took a dangerous wobbly cobble path around the back of a delightful restaurant. We peered down the steepest of all hills in which a small boy pushed his bike up this very hill with a loaf of bread in his basket. It was a complete time warp.
We put a picture up on Facebook and asked if anyone recognised where we were, everyone got it right. Shaftesbury. Quite surprising really as I’m sure the advert properly hasn’t aired in a while.
Just up from there, there is the gold hill museum. This small museum contains a real snap shot of the history in Shaftesbury from last century, from family life, farming, school history too converting oldy worldy weights and measures to today’s equivalent. It had the most beautiful tapestry that represented the county well.
Our visit was short and sweet as we didn’t have much time, but it was long enough for us to step back in time and seen the history of Shaftesbury.