Hot Summer
Long have been the summer days of late. Hot, with a threat of thunderstorms in the distant. The heat of the day had long gone down by the time that I ventured back home after a long day working. Having parked by the side of our cottage; I sat back in the seat of my car I give myself a moment after the long journey home. My wife had always loved the old country cottage ever since the day’s when she had lived nearby as a little girl. She once said that she had always wished that she could have seen the cottage from the inside. (I say cottage in jest really. In real terms; the building was a big farm cottage that had number of farm buildings attached. We had the buildings converted as part of the house over time) ...