Dust....

Mr Pheby, former proprietor of the Carpentry trade in the village is long since turned back to dust. The windows of his workshop remain closed, occasionally repainted and the door securely locked. I wonder what lies within? The telephone number is one fo the originals for the village as it's 3 numbers instead of 6.

How often is it walked past and yet how many think or imagine what is inside?

PS The rain last night soaked the flower beds. Relief, cool, clean air at last.