Fairy - there are paths through and round. A few small hills around too but mostly down if you see what I mean - ie the commons are the top bit, then there are quite a few gorge type features to walk down into (and back out of) - so the "Hindhead Alps" are sort of a reverse mountain range (but much too small to be mountains). In the second half of the 1800's people used to move here from London to recover from TB, coz the air was so much better .....thats how we ended up with the area's most famous resident Arthur Conan Doyle (just watched Sherlock, so it seemed kind of appropriate to share).
Love your snow capped peaks - it must be great having them on your doorstep
we have them lurking in windowframes too - get showered every time we open one. So even though I don't see them much in summer, I am pretty sure they are about
Lizzie you were obviously destined to be a great gardener from a very early age
And weebles ....
Lily -snap and double snap
KEF - stickle bricks ....you started with this
And made things like this:
Hours of fun
Had weebles too. .....sounds like something you'd need a prescription for these days
Hazel Simple times
You could race up and down the Devil's Jumps a few times and pretend
Lots of teddies still in this house - mine, Mr Chicky's and the Chicklets'. Couldn't part with them. and I remember stickle bricks, and fuzzy felts too
our walk was good - managed to dodge the showers. Feel like I deserve the Christmas cake I am now devouring
Frank - plenty of posh houses still left in Frensham. Bet they all have daft white carpets too. Lovely to hear tales of round here nearly 70 years ago
Great photos from yesteryear Steephill.
Here, by way of contrast, are a couple of my Hampshire Heath on a rainy day in January. Thought the orangey browness of it all couldn't be further from Fairy's icy peaks
But striking in its own way. (Its Ludshott Common Steephill - only a hop,skip and a jump from you now)