Reminiscing

When I was very wee this was my great-grandmother's house. By that time she was long-widowed and the house had been divided into two flats; she lived upstairs I think. For some strange reason, as a child I always fantasised that there were wolves living in the woods at the back. I blame too many Wile E Coyote cartoons!

Luckily the house has retained its name so it's easy to find. It has hardly changed.

It was an amazingly warm and sunny day for the 1st of September. Lots of holidaymakers are still about.