Soon, Sangar Mill will be lost forever
I’ve visited Sangar Mill before. It’s a tiny windmill which was built in the 19th Century and which was still used to thresh oats and bere barley in the 1950s.
I even managed to get my photograph of it on a biscuit box, which I count as a huge success:
Today I’m walking from the North Sea to the Atlantic, which on an island this thin isn’t much of an achievement. I pass it again and love it just as much as before:
I’d like to come back and sketch it sometime. Soon it will be lost forever.