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Yesterday, Jackie bought two nicely weathered stone urns from an outlet in Molly’s Den, and positioned them either side of the brick path.
She accidentally let slip that there were four more available. Naturally we had to dash off this morning to procure them.
We also bought two garden statues which could not be resisted. Once more, it was two young ladies who helped us load these latter items onto a sack barrow, enabling us to transport them to the car. Because of the overall weight, three trips were required to take them home, unload them, and install them.
Linda, on our second journey through the antiques centre, was vacuuming the carpet in her section. Seeing Jackie pass with a couple of urns perched on the barrow, she switched off her Dyson, and engaged in a pleasant conversation in which she told us that they had once belonged to her. She had sold them to the dealers from whom we had made our purchase.
Later, we spoke again, and learned that our two items of statuary had also belonged to this cheerful woman who was downsizing.
Which two pieces from this corner site did we choose? All will be revealed tomorrow.
When finishing a heavy morning’s humping at Molly’s Den, there is only one thing to do.
We did it. We consumed the obligatory Molly’s Pantry brunch.
The rest of the urns are now distributed around the garden.
The statues will be unveiled tomorrow.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s excellent beef pie, glorious gravy; and crisp carrots, Brussels sprouts, runner beans and new potatoes. she drank Diet Coke, and I finished the malbec.