WHILE house sitting at my daughter's and son-in-law's house in Blackburn, the phone rang and a voice said: "This is from the Enchanted Garden."
I said: "Who?" and the man repeated the message.
I put the phone down and thought it was someone having a joke.
Half an hour later, a beautiful bouquet arrived for me from my daughter and son-in-law for house sitting for them.
Guess where the flowers came from? -- from a florist's called the Enchanted Garden.
I was feeling sad and lonely and when the man handed me the bouquet and said: "These are for you from the Enchanted Garden, I suddenly thought that the whole world was a better place.
ELSIE COLLINGE, Towneley Street, Burnley.
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