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The rain eased somewhat as we approached Sturbridge
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This is one of those 'living' museums that has been done
in a really good way. Not only are the buildings that have been rescued from
other parts of New England been re-built and arranged in an Authentic
'village', there are also people in the costume of the time working on their
particular craft. |
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First, it was a case of back to school. Here
one could ask teacher to tell you about school as it was then, except he
told you in his 'now' present tense. |
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On the way in, there was an apology for 21st century
maintenance, see below. |
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The farm was oh so authentic with some very
real porkers. |
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And babies... |
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This lady was spinning and showing us how easy it was. |
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A rather generous size bedroom, presumably a wealthy
family. |
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Interesting to note that the same methods for keeping
vermin out of barns are used here as were in the English Cotswolds. |
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These pictures are of a small printers
premises. |
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We were about to go into a dark barn smelling of apple
juice...what could that mean? |
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Well, its a drink that's quite close to my heart
(stomach) Cider. Made from some very rustic apples pressed by that huge
piece of woodwork in the background. |
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Once the apples have been squeezed a bit, the juice
dribbles into the bucket. |
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The cunning bit here is to use a straw for
the juice to dribble down into the bucket. Otherwise, it might run to waste. |
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At the other end of the village, a long
coated gentleman was playing the organ in the small chapel.
A bit of a contrast to the alcoholic
beverage end of town. Confess your sins! |
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I thought this fencing was really cute. It doesn't need
any posts driven in the ground and is quick to erect. It does use a lot of
timber though. Other craftsmen operate here, more
pics by clicking the link below. |
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