The Wolverhampton Wanderers

Yesterday Liz and I caught the bus 5 miles down the road to the city of Wolverhampton. Birthplace to such rock legends as Slade, The Mighty Lemon Drops, Cornershop and Ned's Atomic Dustbin, Wolverhampton (or Wolves to us locals) gets it's name from King Wulfhere who established an abbey here in 659. The timbered building I'm posing in front of was built in the sixteenth century.

Despite massive development in the Sixties and Seventies there's still loads of quaint cobbled streets and well-preserved period architecture. Wolverhampton art gallery holds the second-largest collection of Pop Art in the UK and, more importantly, the main shopping area boasts twelve charity shops.

Princess Alley

I've spent many a night in Wolverhampton, there's some brilliant live music venues, Victorian real ale pubs and an unpretentious alternative scene. 

The earliest part of St Peter's Collegiate Church, located at the highest point of the city centre, dates back to 1205.

Obviously no day out is complete without a visit to the local Wetherspoons. 

Liz and I ate huge Superfood Salads (butter nut squash, spinach, edamame soya beans, broccoli, fine green beans, pomegranate seed and red chard with balsamic vinaigrette) washed down with a generous helping of Pinot Grigio, hence the demented owl face.

After an entire day trawling the charity shops only a couple of things caught my fancy, including this vintage blouse featuring one of the most gloriously insane prints. How can anyone not love the style of the 1970s?

English-made Tricelon blouse (£3.75, Marie Curie), 1960s cotton tie, worn as a headband, (50p, Beacon Centre for the Blind), crimplene flares (handmade by me), 1960s vinyl & tapestry bag (£2.95, YMCA), tooled leather belt (50p, car boot sale)

Thank you so much for your comments, emails and well wishes yesterday. You made my day that much better.

I'm heading back to Wolverhampton for a jumble sale later.
Have a brilliant weekend.