Finding an open door
"Come on " I said "Let's look somewhere else"
So we went further along the path and found the entrance to the
basement. Dave took out his penknife and prised it open. A yawning
black hole lay at our feet......dare we go
in?
Dave, Barbara and I went around the corner of the house looking for an
open door or window. We found a door. It was panelled and long ago
had been painted red but now all the paint was peeling off and cobwebs
hung down from the frame. Dave tried the door but it was locked and
felt solid. He gave it a few kicks to see if it would open but it
wouldn't.
