– This is nice. I do like to be in the open air.
– The air is indeed at its best when it’s open.
– I can’t abide closed air.
– Closed air is the worst kind of air.
– If only we had our own garden.
– Indeed. Our own garden would be lovely. This yard has its shortcomings.
– But the open air, I do like to be in it.
– So you said.
– What can I smell, wafting in on the breath of the summer’s breeze? Laburnum? Lilac? Lily of the Valley?
– I think it’s the drains.
Martin Stannard
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