DIVINE intervention
Pressing her hand onto her aching back, despite the dirt on her gardening gloves, Alice stood up and looked across at the other houses in the cul-de-sac.
Every garden was a delight. The worst was neat and attractive, the best absolutely stunning.
She then looked down at what little she had achieved… a small patch of weed-free earth beneath one of the rose bushes. An hour’s work had barely scratched the surface of
