Every time I see a thatched cottage like this, memories come flooding back of holiday visits to a lovely friend who lived in one.
I’d descend from sleep at six in the morning, to tuck myself up in a chair in a blanket, with my tablet in hand and a clear view of the 10th-century church tower and clock, a cat nestling on my slipper, and the warmth from the fire radiating a warm feeling.
As I cuddle a hot tea in hand, allowing the words to slide out and fill a page on my tablet, a new story has arrived.
Wonderful memories now appear of my friend, too, when I look at this picture you have shared.
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