Thanks also to the lovely old English woman who bought a copy for her daughter. I thought at first that she was a little dotty. She looked at my book and then at me and said, “Mine is a mess. My daughter keeps putting things in it.” I was at a loss to know what she was on about, but I remained patiently polite and answered her questions, and slowly it dawned on me that she had been talking about her garden!
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