A chap came into the shop looking for a book the other day, and we got talking (so far, so normal). We didn't have what he wanted, but he went on to say "I drew the plans up for this place."
His father was the town surveyor at the time, and was also interested in carving. There's a very simple frieze around the front of the building, over the doors, and his father carved the moulds for that, so the whole thing really was a local affair.
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