Thanks for thinking of me, AJT1, but that has to be someone else- perhaps some other charming American. Never heard of said village, but will now look it up. I'm an avid gardener, and can't imagine what it must be like to garden on A: chalk, and B: a precipice. Although...I often forget that when you Brits say "garden" you simply mean what we mean by "yard"- just the space around your house. Well, either way, talk about apprehension; I mean it's not like living on the edge of a granite cliff, is it?