Lilly's Place

This is my neighbour lilly's, very traditional farmhouse. Lilly is quite the matriarch of the valley and knows absolutely everything that's going on in the neighbourhood! I love to hear her stories from the past, she remembers my farm, when the meadows grew oats and the fields were ploughed by a horse!
Lilly used to spend many an hour at the end of the drive on dry days and she would wave at passersby and flag you down if she knew you, for a chat and possibly a request to buy her some fags and milk at the shop on the way home! She wasn't really meant to smoke, her son's who also live at home, would be giving out to her as she has a bad chest.
Before we kept chickens Rosie and Rachel would wander up the road with a bunch of flowers from our garden, in exchange for some eggs! Paddy keeps their chickens, he has lots of them and ducks too, many's the time I have had to stop the car and wait for the line of ducks to waddle across the road!
We don't see so much of Lilly now, she must be getting on a bit, must pop up and see her, I could do with a good tale!