The little black shed on the northern hill has served us well as the site office for the building works and, following a builders-clean this morning from our treasure Nicky has become another retreat, or man cave.
The view southwards used to stretch up to Terminal 3 but of course Terminal 2 is now in the way.
Here is a souvenir from among the surplus drawings nestling in the black shed - an isometric view of Terminal 2 on its stilts:
All very trendy, modern and comfortable yet here we are, right in the heart of the glorious Yorkshire Dales:
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