Derelict Thursday - DTs again . . .

This afternoon Mrs W was listening to the tennis on the television, and I had taken refuge in the garden out of earshot of the “oohhs” and “aahhs” and grunts and ****s and squeaks coming from the television that seem to accompany and spoil what could be an interesting match, when I spotted lots of bumble bees feeding on the clover.  Thinking this would make a good blip I experimented with trying to get some close-ups from where I was sitting, and failed – which was just as well as I think Mrs W has something similar already for today.
 
I then set out over the fens in the hope of finding something falling down.  This time I succeeded and commend to you this old barn on Aslackby fen (see map).