The Trading Post, Morpeth where it is just possible you will wear out your welcome if the olde wares are accidently broken, after all, the shop-keeper prefers to wear a smile.
The whereabouts of my companion became a mystery in the gloom.
'Wherefore art thou?'  I whispered looking in the direction of the motoring wherewithall.
Companion was examining souvineer ware from Weare Gifford.
'Where could we put this?'  he asked.
The shop is the size of a small warehouse and only about one sixth of the stock is shown in the photo.