she cried and cried and cried and was in a nursing home 3 months later.
That seems a little extreme. It happens from time to time, more so if you live in a shitty area.
This one appears to be in Hansel and Gretel land.., but is quite near a main road. Gatehouses, often were.. and sheltered the manor house.
I think it was her pride and joy and it kept her going... the love of her garden kept her at home... when the kids took her garden she kinda gave up... It wasn't too bad an area but near a bad one (if you know what i mean) but we have long since moved from there.
Oh to have a house with a gatehouse... i can dream right!