Abandoned olive press

A few minutes walk from my Fathers house is an abandoned estate with collapsed buildings and semi drained pools and this graffiti strewn Olive Press. Zebedee is desperate to back and mural the walls
In other news we ate pomegranates from the tree and I plucked a prickly pear from a cactus and ate that too and spent the rest of the evening pulling prickles from my lips and hands