Greetings from "The Lock-Up"

You find me finally installed in my very own, bijou

residence in the lively little market town of Acle,

oft referred to as the gateway to the Norfolk Broads.

 

 

But more of that another day as I must make this quick,

as I said to my new milkman only this morning

as he tempted me with his goldtop, I have much to do!

 

 

The "Lock-Up", as I have decided to call it,

is etremely small.  Good job I don't have a cat as there

would be nowhere to swing it. 

 

 

In fact, the whole building would probably have fitted

into the kitchen at the Chateau and then leave

room to spare.  Still, no matter, size isn't everything

and there is less to heat, clean or, indeed, worry about.

 

And on the plus side it comes not only with a milkman

but also a gardener too. 

Oh! happy days - I've got staff again!

 

Told you it was small - that fence is the end of the garden!

I think with a little luck I could be very happy here

even though I did set the kitchen on fire on day one.

Well, how was I to know the cooker switch operated the

hob too?  I would never have covered it with things had

I been aware, but the emergency services were really

very sweet about it all considering!

 

Tales from "The Lock-Up"

will continue very soon possibly in 3-D.