mysterious hole

 Behind our ancient church is this hole, which Ian alerted me to.... I peered in in the hope that it was an archaeological site but there was little of interest that I could see from behind the  barriers. Plus, this was the site of the old abattoir, ugh. And anyway; whats going on?? Why is there a hole behind the church??













Whatever....
We ate tonight with Beth and Dylan and their wonderful kids Iso and Chloe, plus the visiting parents of Dylan, Oscar and Joy.

Beth can  cook and we ate big-time; and we talked and talked and drank a surprisingly large amount of wine. It was good.

And it helped; this morning Bob and I had found our sweet rabbit Lucifer dead, she had died in the night. We were sad. No obvious signs of any problem (just as with Alex's death) the beastie seemed to have lived life as normal and then stopped, suddenly. Both were Tete de Lion and we are wondering if this is a breeding flaw...