However Susan the tyrannical gardener did not have her way. Two stubborn friends staying at the house petitioned for its survival and woke up early one morning to tidy it up and save it from firewood. Now it is much loved and provides a perfect reading spot.
Funnily enough the print dedicated to our own garden has very little to do with the French countryside, but everything to do with garden stories. In a shady corner we inherited a lone, shaggy palm, quickly marked for the chop.