At the beiginning of the 20th century John Taylor, a Yorkshire apprentice grocer, was out of work. Half a pound of butter and his wife's delicious jams were the beginnings of his village shop. The centre of the community, the village shop was far more than a supplier of essential stores. The friendliness and warmth that existed meant customers were cheered up with gossip and a bag of broken buns if they were feeling down, and fiven asympathetic ear if they needed to put their purchases "on the bill". Collected here, are some of the many memories of a life, which revolved around the village shop.
