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No Peas From Irene

by Lindsay Wade
Originally published by BookHippo.uk on 27/11/2018

Welcome, Mrs McCormick, may I call you Irene? My late mother was an Irene. Died very young, and so painfully. A sharpened spade can inflict fearful damage.

Do you like my garden? I never dig this fuchsia bed though, because of the body. That physocarpus stands guard over our darling little one.

This is my favourite bit - the vegetable patch. Sadly, it is such hard work getting enough organic matter to dig in. Which do you prefer Irene, potatoes or beans?

Sorry, I don't grow peas. Or was it ‘please’ that you screamed as the shears hit your neck?


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