The Fall and Rise of Bircherley Green

The view from our back bedroom window is not the most scenic. Basil Fawlty summed it up perfectly:  ‘Well, may I ask what you expected to see out of a bedroom window on Folly Island? Sydney Opera House, perhaps? The Hanging Gardens of Babylon? Herds of wildebeest sweeping majestically … ?’ Until last Monday we… Continue reading The Fall and Rise of Bircherley Green