Knocking At The Door

I found this chap (preferred pronoun) attacked to my front door yesterday. Presumably it was knocking on the door, but being a little deaf, I couldn't hear it. However, on seeing it, I invited it in and took its photograph. Then it went on its way, leaving me with the photograph to remember it by.

Doesn’t It Look Grand?

The splendid British Newspaper Archives has just added copies of the 19th century Building News and Engineering Journal. Look what turned up in an 1891 issue - Halifax's New Market and Arcade. Doesn't it look grand! Here's the introductory article. What a bargain for £40,000. True Victorian levelling-up at its best.