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I wish that YP and Shirley were coming back this weekend. I have been working very hard in the garden and it's looking more and more like an estate complementing the house, than something well into the novel
The Day of the Triffids, as it was when they visited.
I'm sure that they would have been far more interested in the conversation and the art than the state of the garden.
ReplyDeleteThank you Geeb. Indeed, I think you are right.
ReplyDeleteKatherine,
ReplyDeleteWe're in Hamilton tonight - the Arena Court Motor Lodge - our last night in NZ. Your garden was great. A bit of wildness is more preferable than manicured unnaturalness. The view down to the river was special. Sorry we didn't spend more time with you.
Best wishes,
Humphrey (aka Yorkshire Pudding)
Humphrey and Mrs Humphreyette: It was splendid, absolutely capital to meet you both. Bon Voyage!
ReplyDeleteAha! It is just as I thought. Lord Pudding is really Humphrey Diddlesdorfen, the infamous international raconteur and jewel thief. That would mean his female companion was Pamela von Schnickelfritzer, the Countess of Innsbruck.
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