Well, that’s boring
We had friends in Alfriston at one time. We loved going there. It had an interesting high street and lots of places to shop.
And this thing in the public parking lot. It’s old. It’s an object of mystery. Some thought it was a temporary lockup for criminals. Some thought it was the lower part of a windmill. Some suggested it was a kiln. You’d think there’d be records, but there are not.
Well, according to this BBC article, it’s a dovecote. Boring.
You know what? I’m not sure I believe it. There are no holes for the pigeons to get in, just that one shuttered window at the top. And you think there would be evidence of ancient droppings.
I’m re-declaring it a mystery object.
Posted: June 30th, 2026 under personal.
Comments: 6
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Comment from ExpressoBold Pureblood
Time: June 30, 2026, 6:38 pm
Submit the edifice to WC21, Amateur Antiquarian… he’ll seek it out on old maps and texts produced by other antiquarians in previous generations.
WC21 (UK) Productions Ltd
Comment from Pupster
Time: June 30, 2026, 7:57 pm
Looks like an ancient phone booth. Write your message, pick your pigeon, let it fly.
Comment from blake
Time: June 30, 2026, 8:44 pm
Let it fly, wait for six hours for it to come back.
Then there’s a guy outside the door jumping up-and-down because he has to send a pigeon, too.
Comment from Deborah HH
Time: June 30, 2026, 9:37 pm
It looks like a gate house to me.
Comment from Carl
Time: July 1, 2026, 12:00 am
Apparently, it was originally a dovecote but people modified it over the years.
Great view of the Cuckmere meander from High and Over just south of Alfriston.
My wife tells me that a GI in WW2, looking at a signpost in the area, was heard to say “Cuckfield left, Uckfield right. What a joint!”.
Comment from Gully Foyle
Time: July 1, 2026, 12:32 pm
We had tea in Alfriston last year (the Singing Kettle) when we were staying in Lindfield and doing day trips. It’s a lovely little village.
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