As a child I would spend most of my time in the garden of our home. The house itself was nothing special - a small family home for the lower middle class of Dale but the garden was always something a little more special. I think the best thing about the garden was that none of the rest of my family ever really ventured into it unless they had to which had caused it to become wild and untame and thus the land of many childhood fancies and play for myself.
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