…and Ashcombe windmill from Juggs road. England. Not good at pandemics, but quite good at place names.
It is so windy
I nearly blow off
the bridge, onto you
You were closed
On my birthday?
Three long hours
I really needed a wee.
Lewes, where hidden places go to hide.
I took some time out from a very lazy stroll from Brighton to Lewes to sketch Ashcombe Mill, Kingston.
A finely dressed gentleman, out avoiding the royal wedding in his motor car, informed me that windmills with six sails are quite rare.