The Blue Door

Over the past two weeks I've said hello every morning to a friendly painter carefully restoring the front door to my neighbour's cottage.

The painter has become quite the village celebrity chatting to passers by in his South African accent and telling tales of his Portuguese farm with strawberry plants.

Apparently the front door is Georgian. Flower carvings above the door are in poor repair but hopefully for not much longer.

Another resident of a Tudor cottage has commissioned the friendly painter to restore his front door too. The street will be looking most presentable when he's done. I'll keep you posted on progress.