Idyll

This cottage is at the top of the village of Evershot, where our next-door neighbours used to run the post office (a very smart affair).  But now the chap, 80 years old,  is very poorly, having hurt his back a year ago (lifting a petrol can for his lovely red XK140) and has been virtually immobile since then.  I have had to help him move from chair to chair a few times as his wife is tiny, but now he seems to be unlikely to move from a hospital bed.  

Sad times.