Green Fields and Vanilla Skies
This is it–bare bones, ready to be cleared out even by the little people. It didn’t take long to do and within a couple of hours, it was empty–ready to start a new chapter. If only these walls could talk! Equipment was sold off or given away and many items were collected and packed ready to be donated to the annual School Fair.
The skip arrived in the early hours of day 2 and Nick the builder,turned up with his valuable tradies. Where was the man? He couldn’t resist. He was there too with a sanga and an apple for lunch, rolling up his sleeves helping where he could.