Here is Mr. You working in The Garden… back when it was nothing more than a scuzzy, disorganized & ugly construction site. Ditto for what plants were left after the guy came to clear out The Jungle… lo’ those two years ago.
Another fan asked me who Mr. You is. Well, he’s Mr. You-know-who. Simple. And, that is as far as I can go with it. You see, Mr. You has vehemently PROHIBITED me to EVER divulge his Name, Rank & Serial Number… ANYWHERE, ANYTIME, ANYHOW!!! Oh! Come to think of it, I’ve never seen his Serial Number. Gosh. And I have seen him in his Birthday Suit!!! He’s got lots of Ranks, for sure, but maybe, he has no Serial Number. The other two I cannot write about. This is thanks to the stringent Privacy Laws the European Community has written and seeks to enforce with vigor. They have a partner with Mr. You-know-who. He wants to be anonymous. I told him that would be impossible. Especially, if he continued to Speak His Peace about The This’s & That’s of Il Poggiolo. Mostly the location of the Kitchen in the heart of La Casa Grande and the arrangement of the Bathroom in the Upstairs Apartment. Those two are enough. So, as a compromise… though Mr. You has yet to sign a written agreement with me & tough beans to him… he is & will be always referred to as Mr. You-know-who. Mr You, for short. If he doesn’t learn to say… Yes, Sir!!! Anything you say, Sir… to my splendid ideas for renovating Il Poggiolo, he may become just You! Anonymous and impersonal. Gads.