A chat with Norman Ousby from Lune Springs Garden Centre
Lune Spring Garden Center is located on the main road, the A683, which bypasses Ravenstonedale but cuts along the edge of Newbiggin-on-Lune. Newbiggin is a separate village but is actually part of the parish of Ravenstonedale. The garden centre was the brainchild of Norman Ousby.

Norman was born a farmer and still has land, and, although he doesn't keep animals himself anymore, he still carries out the maintenance work on his land, which involves things like walling and fencing.
Before he opened the Garden Centre he was a Drug Baron. Drug Baron? I don't think so!"Yes I was", he argues, "I used to be a rep for an animal pharmaceutical business. I was also a great smoker", he told me when I was admiring the many collections of framed cigarette cards that line the walls of the cafe.
"It all started with a packet of Woodbines. I smoked one and thought it was great. Then I was sick. I didn't know what to do with the others. I couldn't risk my parents finding them and I couldn't bear to waste them so I smoked the other nine and then I was very sick and I had a very bad head.

Anyway, I thought it was an expensive way of collecting cigarette cards so all the rest of them are what I have bought." Norman now has one of the largest collections of cigarettes cards in the county, many of which are for sale in the cafe. They are mounted and framed by one of the locals, one of many people who manage to make a bit of income, thanks to the Garden Centre.
The cafe is also a retail outlet for a local blacksmith, a 'proddy rug' maker, a potter and someone who makes high quality model animals, including models of local sheep breeds. They also sell food of course, all made on the premises and all, well, what can I say except it is very short on e-numbers.
The cafe is open 8 days a week and other days by arrangement. In the ten years since it opened, they have been the choice of venue for many wedding receptions, golden weddings and other family celebrations. Once a month the locals meet for what they call a Lunch Club, a good excuse to simply meet, eat and share an hour or so in convivial company.




