I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. Re: I once wept for our front door step (Reply).
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LOL - I was drunk? *g*
We used to have the most beautiful double-width doorstep - all tiny black and white tiles, and the step itself was a huge hunk of driftwood from the local beach... and unfortunately rotten through and through. The wood had to go in order to prevent the whole front of the building collapsing, but the step and the tiles got destroyed too, and an orange monstrosity triumphantly put in its place... it was only 40 years ago, I'll get over it any day now...
Hope you had a great weekend - photos???