st. crispin | red fences and red tape

We weighed up the amount of work required, the sheer effort which, given our current amateur status, would be even greater.

The surveyors packed up their car, and security was prowling the site somewhere. As it was an equally dull day, we decided against taking more pictures. Another walk of the perimeter would only offer more tempting entrances; so far, the people on site had been kind and friendly. To blatantly walk in now would be a betrayal.