Near where I live there is a small village which I pass through regularly on my way to the coast. It’s called Birregurra. Just before the holidays I found myself in this village and I stopped for coffee in one of the cafes. There are times when the Main Street is deserted of cars, and it is very easy to imagine a street filled with horses and carts – just like stepping back in time. Many of the buildings were built back in the late 1800s and early 1900s.