Big business, small people Lars Widget stood tall as he surveyed his kingdom from the summit of Hedy Hill. Colourful autumn leaves in the north, sparkling from the residue of.a light sprinkle of . - rain. In the midst of all that colour a thin column of smoke rose, distorted by aslight | - - southerly breeze. — Se, —- . ere , At the source of that smoke he knew Gretchen was working her kitchen magic... |” on bread; cakes and pies. And as always she would see that his workers, who lived in oe the nearby bunkhouse, got their fair share. ' ra His workers. ‘They were a good lot, hand-picked by Lars himself. A good. .