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High above the small Welsh town of
Llangollen at the summit of the Horseshoe pass, is our shop. It is said that on a clear day up here you can sometimes see forever. But when the rain rolls in off the sea
some 20 miles to the north, thick clouds shroud the mountainside. Then the air is heavy with the scents of wet heather, grouse clatter on the upland slopes and
disoriented sheep bleat mournfully to each other through the mist. A strange place indeed to have a shop…
but then, it is no ordinary shop!
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