A sure sign I’m getting older is that I appreciate Shrewsbury more now than 20 years ago, rather than finding it in any way complacent and old-fashioned.  I even like the wonderful  Dingle, spending more time in total there this year (10 minutes) than my own garden. As a rule, I like change; as long as I can… Continue reading SHREWSBURY – THE SAME, BUT EVEN BETTER