If there were any old red telephone boxes left in the village, I’d run in. Twirl. And exit with my undies over my trews!!!

One of my closest friends in the village (no longer here. That’s her. Not the village!) did a degree course at Bishop Grossteste’s on Heritage/Archaeology/etc.

She did very well. A great pass.

Anyhoo – as part of the course she spent several days with the man who presented the show below.

I’m forever grateful to her for finding old records of what was (maybe) once on the site of of my home.

Something to do with large thatched cottage! Got burned down methinks. Yup.

And WHY do I have a “ROMAN” well (with A1 quality water) in my garden? ? ?

Confused. AGAIN.