Famous again by pfgpowell

I asked for directions and was sent to the outskirts of town to find a large white house in a grassy field off the road. It was about half a mile down the highway and stood alone. From afar it looked impressive, but the grass verges up the rising drive were ragged and on the house the paintwork needed attention. I told the man who opened the door I had come to see H. He told me he was he.