The day’s started with solid rain - the weather app on my iPhone has been very inaccurate as regards precipitation here. Perhaps weather forecasts are still a black art in North Yorkshire? There’s a black cat roaming around Brooklands perhaps we ought to ask that instead. The owners tell us this cat is prone to sneaking into cars and even got taken away by some previous people who rented the cottage we’re in.

On our way to Hawes we dropped in on the witchy White Rose Candles shop. Hidden away like a witch’s cottage at the bottom of a forest path, therein a candle maker worked her magic. I like seeing how things are done as much as the colourful candles on the shelves.

Hidden away in an old water mill

Candle magic is made here

Candles of all colours

The candle workshop