The Butcher - a Memory of Great Broughton.

I remember the first time I was in the village after the butcher had been slaughtering pigs. There was blood being channelled from the slaughterhouse down the road to another part of the shop where he was going to make black pudding. It took me years before I could even look at black pudding after that, let alone eat it


A memory shared by Marjorie Cheesman on Oct 19th, 2008.
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