The Other Side.....

......Of the Fence.

My neighbours garden, is the complete opposite of mine, it is very minimalist.

The family have lived in this house for fifty years, now it is up for sale.

The little summer house was nic named "The Miners Welfare".

Old Joe would sit out there, smoke his pipe and read the paper, a wee dram would be sitting on the table.

I would shout "Hello there" He would look up, give a wave back, and a big grin. Everything was ok in our world.