The house I lived in from 1974 to 1984 (formative years) now occupied by a nudist weirdo (the two are unrelated (or so I have to say to avoid offending Grandpa)):
First the road past the big house (Bindon House) to which the cottage is the gardener's residence - currently the tapes are up because something large knocked a huge hole in the slates in the roof
Sophy's pony Sailor Blue fell through this shed roof once:
To the kitchen garden of the main house (into which Sophy's rabbits were always escaping)Garage of the cottage (I had a bike stolen from outside there once - good thing the thief didn't try the doors on the cottage as they had no locks)And there's the cottage. I couldn't take more photos because of the nudist weirdo, who was also rude.
The field the other side of the woods above the cottage that I used to explore. As you can see the heatwave finally broke a little today.
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