I learned from Trevor, who lives in the village, that in the early 1800s, before the yard & house were the slaughterhouse and butcher shop (which I'd known), there was a market on the site. The garden wall dates at least to the time of that market.
The bench on the right is the one which Molly sits on a few posts back; I'm behind it and behind me is the house. The blue door at the end of this post is beyond the far back left of this shot.
I love this blue door. Which, by the way, is a different color blue than the blue doors of many houses in the village that signify ownership by the lord.
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