Mrs Ratchet's kitchen was an art piece. Balanced from wall to wall, floor to ceiling. The green stain that had grown from her leaky ceiling dripping down her west wall is in content opposition to mint she has growing on her east window sill. She insists she has never pruned it, not even for her overly bland cooking.

Mrs Ratchet’s kitchen was an art piece. Balanced from wall to wall, floor to ceiling. The green stain that had grown from her leaky ceiling dripping down her west wall is in content opposition to mint she has growing on her east window sill. She insists she has never pruned it, not even for her overly bland cooking.

Mrs Ratchet’s kitchen was an art piece. Balanced from wall to wall, floor to ceiling. The green stain that had grown from her leaky ceiling dripping down her west wall is in content opposition to mint she has growing on her east window sill. She insists she has never pruned it, not even for her overly bland cooking.