This book was inspired by my granddaughter Imogen as I watched her at play in my garden. I was amazed by her ability to use the simplest objects and pretend that they were something else. Each day when she had finished her play she would tell me the most fanciful stories that had happened in my garden. I decided to add a few new objects into the garden to see just what Imogen would make of them. Suddenly the several small stone elves that I had placed in the garden became naughty elves. A kissing fairy became a fairy Queen with two daughters. A small stone man became a leprechaun. Then a nasty old witch appeared in the garden, as did several other characters. According to Imogen anyway. Sudden Imogen's stories became more like adventures that she and the stone characters were having and so I began to wright my stories.