Down to dorset…

It was my grandma Moira’s 85th birthday so we went down to Dorset to celebrate… I hadn’t been back there for years – at least since before dad died and I was kind of hesitant… I knew an estate had been built behind the hedge opposite the cottage. Where once we had walked across fields with horses in them, now there were houses on a street called ‘The Paddocks’… hmmm… I had expected to see the lane at the bottom of the garden tarmacked, but happily it was looking as overgrown and wild as ever (the last photo is at the end of the track!). The ceilings seemed lower, the piano has gone but it was lovely to be back and to smell the chimney smoke, see the beautiful garden and of course Moira and my aunts, uncles and cousins!.

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