At this point, I'm increasingly convinced that doing it myself looks unwise, but I'm more interested in getting a sense of how to do it. Certainly surveying the plot has turned into a slightly perverse exercise as I had a brainwave in the middle of the night and I'm now surveying it with a 1915 Verner prismatic compass that is identical to the compass that George Mallory
didn't take with him on his successful assault of Everest in 1924. Used in anger, it turns out to be an immensely practical tool for the job. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself...
Getting it all in focus is much harder than getting an accurate bearing... If only Mallory had had this on him when the weather closed in on the top of Everest, forcing him to wait for several hours before descending, he'd almost certainly have survived and returned in triumph.
I've spoken to my neighbour while he was doing his bees (don't ask) and he was fully aware that the property next door had whipped an extra four yards or so after the previous owner of the field but one died.
Apparently both next door and the vendors are aware of this irregularity but the vendors don't want to be bad neighbours about something that happened decades ago. Quite where that leaves the line of this plot is unclear to me...