I enjoy walking with my friend T
She always knows some local history or has a strange story to tell 🙂
Wednesday was no exception.
As we walked through Eastmoor we came across some houses that had hundreds and hundreds of small stones packed into the mortise between each brick.
Now unfortunately I cannot tell you why 🙂
As it might spoil it for when T leads the Newmarket Ramblers on this walk later in the year
But it might be fun for you to try and guess the reason why all these small stones are there 🙂