There is no good starting point for a blog that is essentially just a back catalogue of photographs.Which is how a gate to nowhere seemed most delightfully appropriate.
This gate belongs in front of a Victorian town house, protecting the precious little flagstoned yard, brimming with colourful flowerpots, from the hustle and bustle of a busy commercial street. Yet somehow it ended up here seperating sheep from cattle with a regal air and a foxglove for company.
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