Turning of the tide

I tried to move, but couldn’t. Ended up back where I was. The CRT sent me an overstay notice. I moved back. Down into MK. Again.

First I went. Then I came back.

I don’t really like to do that, but currently, whilst I’m in the dole, I have to attend to collect my money. That’s a fortnightly signing, and whilst I’m still doing it, I don’t want to move beyond the general vicinity. So that means staying around MK.

Further up is all well and nice, but you’re out in the countryside.

I’m back here

It’s where a was for Christmas. Not a bad spot.

I’ve got a couple more weeks, during which time I may find something employment wise. To keep me busy.

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Target turn

Looking out toward what used to be Stantonbury Manor, which is now just a field, although the Church of St. Peter still remains.

Belonging to the national trust, they’ve just planted a tree from a cutting of the sycamore on sycamore gap, Hadrian’s Wall, which was felled by vandals a couple of years ago.

Tree of hope
Tree of Hope – Grown from the sycamore gap tree

Wondered what the guys were doing putting the big fence up around it…it’s so they don’t cut it down again.

Stantonbury Manor

Another one of these stately homes that came to nothing. Seem to be pretty common for these parts….

This one was wiped out by fire less than 120 years after it was first opened in 1658, from what I can make out.

Only the church remains which was in usage right up to the 1950’s.

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