While digging at the weekend, I unearthed concrete foundations near the patio. I suspect they were either for a shed or for the ubiquitous greenhouses in this area. Apparently according to locals, when the railway was here, local families would all grow fruit and flowers in their gardens. A man would come each afternoon on his wagon and collect what the householders had and then take it to the station for transfer to Cambridge and/or London. As my dad would say, ‘necessity is the mother of design (or is it invention?)’; something like that ! So I plan to put cobbles over the concrete pads and create a sort of dry pond bed and put my leaf bird bath on top.