Whilst in Morrocco persons unknown stole our garden gate - here it isn't, gap-toothed in the fence at the top of the land on Mont Marot. Annoying for many reasons but firstly because now the hunt can easily swarm over our land killing what they will and my dear dog Lily looks like a young boar. One of the reasons we bought the land was so that she could have a safe haven.
It wasn't insured so it'll have to be fenced across, which isn't the end of the world - but maybe it can be found? Its exactly the same as this one below, which is the lower entrance to the land.
If you see it lying around or are offered a cheap gate, will you let me know? Can easily test if its mine - I have the key.
Many thanks to Lou and Andy for the photos, I can't get up there at the moment on account of bad breathing with asthma.
---And a nod to Jean-Louis who installed the gates with Jenni; dead but not forgotten.
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