Ah, that's beautiful. I love the blossom coming in through the door. I lived in a Victorian flat years ago where ivy had found its way through the frame of a sash window in my bedroom and I trained it around the picture rail. I can't even begin to describe the look of horror on the estate agent's face when he came to value the place! Somewhere between and
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