Simon Mattacks

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Spring in the picturesque village of Summerwell was always a rather splendid affair. Every year, the blossom trees, which winter had made bare and unwelcoming, transformed into clouds of pink. They lined the main road through town, raining blush-colored petals at even the slightest of breezes.

Spring in the picturesque village of Summerwell was always a rather splendid affair. Every year, the blossom trees, which winter had made bare and unwelcoming, transformed into clouds of pink. They lined the main road through town, raining blush-colored petals at even the slightest of breezes.

Spring in the picturesque village of Summerwell was always a rather splendid affair. Every year, the blossom trees, which winter had made bare and unwelcoming, transformed into clouds of pink. They lined the main road through town, raining blush-colored petals at even the slightest of breezes.

The verges of the few small lanes which branched off from this road were bursting with the bright yellows of daffodils and primroses. Small, honey-stoned cottages were scattered about the streets that made up the village. They were old and somewhat crooked, but this only added to their charm. Some had thatched roofs, while others had more conventional slate tiles.

The verges of the few small lanes which branched off from this road were bursting with the bright yellows of daffodils and primroses. Small, honey-stoned cottages were scattered about the streets that made up the village. They were old and somewhat crooked, but this only added to their charm. Some had thatched roofs, while others had more conventional slate tiles.

The verges of the few small lanes which branched off from this road were bursting with the bright yellows of daffodils and primroses. Small, honey-stoned cottages were scattered about the streets that made up the village. They were old and somewhat crooked, but this only added to their charm. Some had thatched roofs, while others had more conventional slate tiles.

Just as each inhabitant of this peaceful community had their own personality, each house had its own character. While one cottage might be overgrown with ivy or wisteria, its neighbor might be perfectly manicured with colorful window boxes and a freshly painted door. At the very heart of Summerwell, the standalone cottages with wraparound gardens gave way to rows of terraced houses.

Just as each inhabitant of this peaceful community had their own personality, each house had its own character. While one cottage might be overgrown with ivy or wisteria, its neighbor might be perfectly manicured with colorful window boxes and a freshly painted door. At the very heart of Summerwell, the standalone cottages with wraparound gardens gave way to rows of terraced houses.

Just as each inhabitant of this peaceful community had their own personality, each house had its own character. While one cottage might be overgrown with ivy or wisteria, its neighbor might be perfectly manicured with colorful window boxes and a freshly painted door. At the very heart of Summerwell, the standalone cottages with wraparound gardens gave way to rows of terraced houses.

Again, each house differed slightly from the next. Some looked like they had been crammed into any available space and were nestled snugly there. Compared with other residents, Amelia had only lived in the village a little while, but it wasn't long before she had spotted the unusual carvings and playful statues about the place.

Again, each house differed slightly from the next. Some looked like they had been crammed into any available space and were nestled snugly there. Compared with other residents, Amelia had only lived in the village a little while, but it wasn't long before she had spotted the unusual carvings and playful statues about the place.

Again, each house differed slightly from the next. Some looked like they had been crammed into any available space and were nestled snugly there. Compared with other residents, Amelia had only lived in the village a little while, but it wasn't long before she had spotted the unusual carvings and playful statues about the place.

Curious as to their origin, she had asked the local pub landlord about them. He had explained that they were the work of a rather flamboyant and much-loved local man. He had lived in the old manor house at the very edge of the village boundary, until one day he left for more exotic climes. the landlord had handed her a cheaply printed leaflet, which a local history group had put together.

Curious as to their origin, she had asked the local pub landlord about them. He had explained that they were the work of a rather flamboyant and much-loved local man. He had lived in the old manor house at the very edge of the village boundary, until one day he left for more exotic climes. the landlord had handed her a cheaply printed leaflet, which a local history group had put together.

Curious as to their origin, she had asked the local pub landlord about them. He had explained that they were the work of a rather flamboyant and much-loved local man. He had lived in the old manor house at the very edge of the village boundary, until one day he left for more exotic climes. the landlord had handed her a cheaply printed leaflet, which a local history group had put together.

On it was a map of the village with numbered points of interest. If you start at the tithe barn on the far side of Summerwell, he had said, you could follow the trail and find all the artwork that the man had gifted the village. The story of the mysterious stranger had suddenly peaked Amelia's interest. She had decided that on her next day off, she would explore the town.

On it was a map of the village with numbered points of interest. If you start at the tithe barn on the far side of Summerwell, he had said, you could follow the trail and find all the artwork that the man had gifted the village. The story of the mysterious stranger had suddenly peaked Amelia's interest. She had decided that on her next day off, she would explore the town.