About half a mile from where I live, along a winding country road, is a grand old house set amidst it’s own grounds and hidden from view.
At the back of this house, across the road are some fields and thick woods. And in the middle of these woods is a large, deep lake.
I rarely go into the woods, there is no need as there is so much good walking around here that there isn’t much point. Besides, I really don’t like woods one bit – they give me the creeps.
But I knew this lake was here, as many years ago I was on a long walk with a girlfriend and her sister, and we went through these woods and we all saw the lake for the first time.
Then awhile ago I was perusing a map and saw the lake marked on it, so I decided to pay it…
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