House on the fen

There is something that appeals to me about this isolated house that I walk past on most days.  It catches the early sun in the morning, has a lovely view over the fen in one direction and back to the church and manor in the other.  After church I had another attempt at repairing an obstinate French movement which eventually submitted and is now ticking away nicely.  This afternoon I shall relax with the rugby and eagerly anticipate the final part of War and Peace.