Filigree roof . . .

I haven't explored this ruin before because there were always ponies in the field and the buildings didn't look as if the roofs were very safe.  Now the ponies have gone, and the roofs have fallen in, so Ollie and I went to investigate!  

They look as if they have been byres, rather than living quarters, for many years.  No sign of a fireplace or chimney, and knee deep in old dung in one part, I think  the ponies must have used them for shelter.  I will go back soon and take more shots of it.

Ended up on the beach, where Ollie had a wallow in his plunge pool - his favourite spot, blipped many times over the years!  So long as the tide is out far enough, he shins down the cliff and straight into it!