I love peering through the windows of workshops on my many trips around our village. Some are well and truly forgotten and are sadly left to crumble. Their remains hint at a life and an occupation, which is no longer. There are still signs of life in others though and it’s a treat to be invited in for a closer look. George one of our village friends has had this workshop for the whole of his working life. In fact it has been in his family well before George was born. George is now retired from his trade but you can still find him occasionally pottering around or reshoeing the odd donkey. There are few donkeys used in the fields these days but it wasn’t that long ago when George would shoe all the donkeys of the village a full time job.