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This perfectly harmless shed or workshop was just there minding its own business, but the quality of the light and the proximity to a very old stone circle made it look strange and mysterious… and somehow creepy…
The beautiful villages and moors around Haworth that inspired the literary work of the Brontë sisters. Photography by Andrew Fowler.
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Lois Elsden 
Why are the stones at the bottom of the doors when they obviously slide back and forth to open? I look at sheds differently I guess. I’d make an awful dinner guest probably?
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I don’t know part of the mystery! And if you were my dinner guest would I have to serve grits?
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Possum belly, grits with sausage gravy and collard greens would do just fine. I’m not boringly practical but have a funny side as you know by now. Let’s get the job done and laugh about it later was my motto at work.
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Absolutely! … I didn’t always manage to save the laughing till later, my boss would get so mad at my peculiar sense of humour!
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