Gossip
The Lost Station
When the Trains Came to Cranleigh As I wandered through Cranleigh the other morning, I found myself thinking about something that many newer residents might not realise. Our village once had its very own railway station. It is rather hard to imagine now as we stroll...
Charity within
I stepped into the Barnardo’s shop on the High Street today and was greeted by the most bubbly and breezy lady behind the counter. The manager was smiling as she told me how wonderfully busy the shop had been this Sunday. Isn’t that lovely, she said. All helping the...
One Fish Tale …
One fish, two fish. The Cranleigh fish shop. I paused outside the window today and watched the light catch the silver skins of the fish laid carefully on ice. Fresh fillets, prawns, salmon, all arranged with such care that you know the people inside take pride in what...
Knowle Park Gossip
A Moment at Knowle Park Knowle Park It felt today as though time had stood still at Knowle Park. The birds were singing high in the trees, and squirrels darted busily along the branches above. My dog, of course, had other plans, tail wagging furiously as she watched...
112 High Street
The Clock House – A Little Cranleigh Story As I wandered along Cranleigh High Street the other day, I found myself thinking about one of the little shops that quietly keeps the village ticking along — quite literally, as it once did. The building at 112 High Street,...
Much a do .. about!
A Quiet Visit to the Hair Boutique There are moments in village life that feel wonderfully simple. Today was one of them. I wandered into a local hair boutique hoping rather optimistically. that someone might have time to wash and trim my hair. No appointment, no...
Celebrations Bakery
Celebrations Bakery As I stepped into the bakery today to collect my husband’s cake, the first thing that met me was the smell — warm bread, sweet sponge, that unmistakable comfort that only a proper bakery gives. And behind it all, laughter. Gentle, easy laughter...
Joanna’s Tea Room
The Tea Room A decadent tea room,diamond chandelier spilling lightinto porcelain cups of warmth. Tea pours gently,steam rising like whispered secretsbeneath a regency hush. Eggs Benedict resting on silvered plates,hollandaise golden as afternoon glow,while rain traces...
Me and The Peach Shop
Trinkets everywhere.Wood shining brightly, lovingly polished. Shelves lined with abundant pens and notebooks, waiting patiently to be written in — as if each one is holding a story that hasn’t quite found its owner yet. Flowers...
The cranleigh Market
The Cranleigh Market