A Green Lane Lost
I admit, it had never been claimed as a right of way, though it should have been. But generations of people used it, strolled down its few dozen yards to enjoy the high Devon hedgerows and the lovely views.
People enjoyed walking its pleasant length. They did no harm by walking that way.
Until recently there was a gate.
But last Sunday, when I walked that way, a high fence topped by barbed wire – that ugly symbol of the British countryside – had replaced the gate.
Such is the way we are losing many of the routes our ancestors strolled.