…on a short cycle this morning. I’m close to finishing ‘Endless
Night’, described by the Guardian as “her (Agatha Christie) most
devastating suprise ever” and couldn’t help but feel that I’d found my
own Gypsy’s Acre…and although no folkloric tales were discovered
regarding the property & surrounding land, we did learn that it is
owned by an old alcoholic, angry farmer! Oh well, maybe I’d be cursed
for delving any further, but it’d be an ace place to live/work/party!