Jo Atherton Posted almost 4 years ago What If... we created a collaborative novel... write here, characters loosely based on a story that is being written before us... "Have you had a look around?" Ted asked. "Have you found it yet?" "Found what?" Scouse mouse answered, thinking that if it was on this kaleidoscopic carpet, it would be lost forever. "The sixpence" he said, smiling. "The sixpence?" "Yeah, apparently you guys spin on it." "Well, we don't actually spin on a particular sixpence, but there is a saying that 'life spins on a sixpence'. It's a metaphor for how the direction of life can change quickly. I don't know where it originates but I suspect it was a betting game. But that sixpence it a long way from home." Curious to find out more, Scouse mouse followed Ted. He walked out of the door, and turned into the garden, On and on they walked, past cyclamen, chrysanthemums, lavender, lillies, allium, acers, many, many roses, poppies, hollyhocks, a laurel tree, an ash, a beautiful weeping willow, a magnolia in bloom and a myriad of plants which Scouse could not name, some which she could not even remember seeing anywhere else. In the centre of the garden, stood a mighty Oak. It looked like it had been there forever, and the plants around it had travelled here on pilgrimage. In the far distant groves of oranges twinkled in the sunshine, Their pace slowed. She knew they were going to see the sixpence, but, without words, both agreed it would be a folly to race through such beauty. Like butterflies they bobbed their heads to drink in the scents from one flower to another, held the delicate flowers in their hands and marvelled at the strength of such thin stems. At the base of the oak sat an old man, peeling a pear he had plucked from the orchard which sat in the east of the garden. Around his feet lay the stones and seeds of the fruit he had eaten today; an apple core, a peach stone and some cherry pips. Welcome, he said. "What is this place?" Scouse asked. "I sat here one day, eating some fruit and looking out at grass, and I had an idea. I planted one seed, and then another. Very soon it turned into an idea worth spreading..