At home in Ditchling, 2003

Philip knows that, as the sun sets on the ebb of the tide, his ghost will haunt the deserted beach between Brighton and Hove forever more. Jewel-like, deckchairs will materialise by the West Pier from time to time, while the sky takes on an impossible hue. However, in the meantime, in order to have the space for a garden, Philip has moved to Ditchling, where he, Carole and their gorgeous Standard Wire-Haired Dachshund called Arty have two cats and two donkeys out in the field.

Here they have just converted their garage into a studio.
Especially for him.
She wants a natural swimming pool.
He's hoping it's only a whim!

Stay tuned.