One wet, cold Sunday a couple of years ago, with tempers fraying and a mountain of ironing to conquer, I did the unthinkable and turned on the TV. That action set in motion our visit to Blist Hills Victorian Village. Victorian Pharmacy had us hooked!
It was one of those places that had something for everyone.
In one of those marvelous twists of fate, we ended up in the village on the day they were casting at the foundry.
So, sucking on lemon bon bons from the sweetshop, we watched the entire process from pouring
to cooling, to knocking out the molds.
We took a train ride back in time to a clay mine. Farm Girl shuddered at the thought that Queen Victoria actually instigated a law making it illegal for children under the age of 10 to work in the mine. We rode the chairoplane and the swinging boats, met Jack the Clydesdale, and our resident engineer analysed all the machinery.
And last of all we visited the pharmacy.
What an awesome day out in Victoria’s England.
10 thoughts on “Blist Hills”
Wow. You and yours are having a fabulous trip! Keep those pictures coming!
Will do 😊
That must be the one Ruth Goodman thing I haven’t seen. Sounds like a day right up the Homestead alley.
It’s seldom one attraction engages the entire Homestead, but this one managed it
Gosh, I think I visited Blists Hill when I was about the same age as Farm Girl… perhaps a return visit is in order!
Do! It’s wonderful
What an enjoyable day you had, you tempt me to visit there myself.
It was marvellous!
We loved Blists Hill when we visited – my goodness! – ELEVEN years ago! We’ll be going back some time I know! So pleased you had a fab time xx
A place with something for everyone – in our family at least