For the fourth and (I promise) final instalment of doors from St Junien I’ve saved – depending on your point of view – either the best or the worst ’til last. They’re certainly among the tattiest, and that’s fine by me.
Actually, this first one isn’t too bad:
but these next three; oh dear:
Lastly, a double helping of double doors. The second one looks like it’s tipping me the wink: