Further to the last post about our non-English speaking gardener who removed our entire garden, part two goes something like this:
I thought the best thing to do was to take Jennifer around the complex and have a look at the rest of the gardens so we could choose what kinds of plant to put into our now "desert garden". We duely did this and a couple of days later I saw our gardener.
I took him around the relevant gardens and pointed out the plants we had liked. I then brought him back to our garden and showed him where I wanted each type of plant to be located. I offered to drive him to the nursery to get the plants (using my best internationally recognised symbols for "driving" etc). He used less formally recognised symbols for "No need, old chap. I shall obtain the requisite horticulture personally". I also offered him some money but he too declined this offer.
The next day amazingly he arrived with the plants we had chosen, and quickly planted them and then disappeared.
Still no request for money.
How strange.
The next day I happened to be walking past the gardens I had pointed out to him, only to notice some suspicious looking gaps in the rows of plants I had selected.
Probably best not to ask too many questions.
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