Neighbourly

at the bottom of my interesting garden, encircling my small, dull and uninteresting house, is the top of the ancient boundary wall of the oldest and most beautiful large house in our cathedral town. The small street I’m in was originally part of its grounds, on the other side of a roman road.

Today, I was invited round to their place for a snifter and wander round the grounds....fun seeing how the other half live...what lovely old aristo neighbours I have...mind you, they may think I’m staff!