They’re going to build a new road and eight new houses.’ ‘Where?’ ‘Right here!’ The vicar gestured at the window. ‘Right at the bottom of our garden! That’s going to be our view from now on – a row of modern houses! He won’t see them, of course. He’ll be on the other side of the lake and I’m sure he’ll leave enough trees to form a screen. But you and me . . .’
Osborne the vicar upset at Pyes' selling of Dingle Dell for development.
Lining up people who'd benefit from harm coming to Pyes, even if just revenge/comeuppance.
