Seven little old cottages stood in a row. They were shabby, but they were the homes of seven families. The seven families were dismayed when they heard that their homes were soon to crumble before the Council's bulldozers to make room for blocks of flats. What was to happen to them? And what would become of their gardens?
It was a while before the seven cottages at last stood empty. Old Mr Rayner was the last to go, but even before he moved the gardens were a wilderness through lack of care.
It was many weeks before Mr Rayner could persuade himself to return to see how the new flats looked. He was amazed to find the cottages still standing, and even more amazed to find that the wild, overgrown gardens behind them were not deserted.