Valley of Yore
The frustrating thing about clichés like ‘everything happens for a reason’ or ‘when one door closes another one opens’ is that they almost always turn out to be true. For Holly and Nigel Wyatt, an exhausting year of doors slamming shut in every direction led them to one unassuming, rusty roller shutter sitting ever so slightly ajar in Myponga’s main street.
Many readers would recognise Holly as a beloved and
