It all started with the wind; I’m a martyr to it. And then Ronald wanted somewhere to fiddle, so we decided to build a garage for Ronald and a Summerhouse for me.
Where does all the wind come from and why does it always follow me? I thought the answer would be to build a summerhouse. Just a small one I always think a large one is too vulgar for a lady. All sorts of things could go on with a large one whereas a small one is ideal for ladylike activities.