One of the first English words that Paulo learnt from the old man at the postal office in Leningrad was "Garden." At his tender age, everybody was old. Even his own mother was ancient, and as far as his father was concerned, the fact that he was nearing his fiftieth birthday was beyond his youthful comprehension. A colourful garden, however, was not. Yuri, a name he was to use himself later in his life, had been a gardener"s apprentice on an estate in England before the Great War had started in Europe and he had begun Paulo"s education by showing him pictures of how the huge kitchen garden looked, behind the walls that sheltered it and kept it warm.
gardenThe young, aspiring, Paulo found a parallel between life and gardening, and he became more aware of the words that Yuri used to describ
