Derelict Thursday

I don’t think I’ve contributed to this particular theme before but I noticed this outhouse whilst we were having a walk around Walkington, the village closest to Broadgate.  We had left the holiday cottage to go home following a great mini-break; I wanted a quick walk first so we looked at the duck pond and went up to the church where Sheltand ponies were grazing in the field next to the graveyard.
 
The journey home was uneventful thankfully, considering the extensive roadworks on the M1.