Photo copyright – Claire Fuller
The three men were all together with tools, determination and perserverence.
All working to make space for something new. But something was in the way.
They tried to move ‘The Old Fella’ but he refused. Though made of stone, he was a stubborn ‘Old Fella’ and the place would always be his home; would always be in his heart.
“Never let it be said that a stone heart holds no emotion,” he muttered at the burly men as they gave up, downed tools and headed home for the day. This building project would have to wait…
Main picture source: via FridayFictioneers
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