Neighbours, eh!

The Neighbour's Front Garden

You can pick who you live with, but, unless you’re very rich, you can’t pick your neighbours. I rent a small semi-detached bungalow. It’s pretty close to the bottom of a hill in Sussex in an area prone to flooding.

The place next door was empty for ages – which was nice as the cats could retire to snooze under a beautiful weeping willow (now so heavily pruned it’s cringing with embarrassment – but that’s another story).

The chap who eventually bought it decided he needs off road parking. So this is what he’s now doing.

If you’ve seen Spielberg’sClose Encounters of the Third Kind‘ it is very reminiscent of Richard Drefuss sculpting his version of Wyoming’s Devil’s Tower

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