 I've been pruning the calceolarias. Oh. I love my garden, you know. It's so peaceful and quaint. I spent long days dreaming away in it. Oh, there now. Is anyone else coming to stay? Anyone else? Oh, you don't know. You just don't know. Give me my hat. You said it would be quite quiet with nobody at all. I was wrong. It's going to be very noisy with herds of angry people stamping about. I'm coming.