Master Butcher

My great-great-great granddad used to be a master butcher and owned a butcher shop in the village where I live. We never knew where the shop was until yesterday when my brother found a likely candidate. With the use of Photoshop and an old photo of the family outside their butcher shop, I think we’ve finally nailed it! How cool?! And to think I’ve walked past this place so many times without realising! Kudos to old photos (and of course the overall creepiness of them).

B&W Butchers

 

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R. H. Dixon is a horror enthusiast who, when not escaping into the fantastical realms of fiction, lives in the northeast of England with her husband and two whippets. She is an active member of the Horror Writers Association.

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