My Sourdough Journey: Chapter Nine – . . . And Plenty for a Party

About half an hour later, the traffic slowed as we approached the outskirts of Leominster. I texted Lisa to let her know we’d be arriving in about 10 minutes, and when we pulled up in the narrow Leominster street, outside Nitty Gritty, she was there waiting for me. I helped Malcolm to take the Nitty Gritty order in, where Lorna, the shop owner, was also in a bit of frenzy over our delay. Continue reading

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My Sourdough Journey: Chapter Two – Living with Lisa from Leominster

I landed at Gatwick on a typically warm, British summer day and made my way, by train, to Leominster. My friend, Lisa from ‘Lemster’, couldn’t come to fetch me because she had to attend her cousin’s wedding. A number of fellow travelers, though, helped me with my cases at the difficult spots, like getting on and off trains that had a big gap between the train and the platform edge; and I made it in good order to the fairly quiet Leominster station. Continue reading