Nostalgia with knobs on. Things you didn't even know you'd forgotten. Everything your mum and granny had, crammed into three floors of what I guess used to be an old chapel. Slightly eccentric owner (an original dolly-bird) who cannot throw anything away. Hoarder with a difference. Good fun and a nice cafe as well.
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