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peter israel,

Your story reminds me of my builder.

Well he was my builder, who became a friend.

He asked me if I would like to share his allotment with him: a lovely plot with many fruit trees, and he being a builder, the hut was built substantially, as if it were a house. He did not want to spend his Sundays gardening, but to have a place to escape to, where he could write.

Worked out well until he split with his wife: turned out the allotment was in her name, so we both lost our little gem.