Trowbridge

It was a cold, overcast day and as we walked towards the high street from the parking lot it was evident that Trowbridge was not a tourist centre. Despite having higher home ownership and family income and lower unemployment than the national average, it felt a bit down at the heels. There were only a few people on the streets and in the malls and we saw many vacant shops. Trowbridge has long been a market town, booming as a wool town in the 14th century and prospering through the industrial revolution but declining in the late 19th century. Its reputation for quality did keep the last woolen-mill operating until 1982 but it is now a restaurant incorporated into the Shires Shopping Centre. Trowbridge is the administrative centre of Wiltshire county. Sheila and I got separated so I sent her a text to arrange where and when to meet. No answer, I sent another, asking most politely why (expletive deleted) we had purchased British SIM cards for our phones. I eventually got a response suggesting a meeting time and place but no mention of my messages. When we met I asked why she had not responded sooner and she denied having received any messages. To prove my point I showed her the sent messages on my phone at which she politely pointed out that I had sent them to her Canadian cell number which she could no longer access because we had changed SIM cards. As we continued to explore, we came upon the former United Church of Trowbridge, now closed because they could no longer afford to maintain it. It was a 0.5 ha property with large church, elegant administrative buildings, and beautifully landscaped grounds, and it had sold for much less than a small bungalow in West Point Grey, Vancouver.
A Sense of Place:  Travel, Photography, and Photo-art
by David E. Moon
© David E. Moon, 2014  All rights reserved
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Trowbridge

It was a cold, overcast day and as we walked towards the high street from the parking lot it was evident that Trowbridge was not a tourist centre. Despite having higher home ownership and family income and lower unemployment than the national average, it felt a bit down at the heels. There were only a few people on the streets and in the malls and we saw many vacant shops. Trowbridge has long been a market town, booming as a wool town in the 14th century and prospering through the industrial revolution but declining in the late 19th century. Its reputation for quality did keep the last woolen-mill operating until 1982 but it is now a restaurant incorporated into the Shires Shopping Centre. Trowbridge is the administrative centre of Wiltshire county. Sheila and I got separated so I sent her a text to arrange where and when to meet. No answer, I sent another, asking most politely why (expletive deleted) we had purchased British SIM cards for our phones. I eventually got a response suggesting a meeting time and place but no mention of my messages. When we met I asked why she had not responded sooner and she denied having received any messages. To prove my point I showed her the sent messages on my phone at which she politely pointed out that I had sent them to her Canadian cell number which she could no longer access because we had changed SIM cards. As we continued to explore, we came upon the former United Church of Trowbridge, now closed because they could no longer afford to maintain it. It was a 0.5 ha property with large church, elegant administrative buildings, and beautifully landscaped grounds, and it had sold for much less than a small bungalow in West Point Grey, Vancouver.
A Sense of Place:  Travel, Photography, and Photo-art
© David E. Moon, 2014  All rights reserved
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