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This is the owl our offspring gave Jackie for her birthday.
Clearly this splendid sculpture needed a plinth on which to perch. Fortunately I had noticed one in the very dealership from which we had purchased yesterday’s troughs. So back we went to Molly’s Den and bought it.
Much more can be found in this emporium: chairs, table and settings;
recordings old and new;
figurines to every taste;
bears, of course;
boxes of possibly dubious provenance;
headscarfs on mannequins;
fairly optimistically priced peeling and faded fairground signs;
and bright copper artefacts, to select a few.
On our return home, a cluster of ponies gathered outside The Rising Sun at Wootton. Were they perhaps waiting for lunch to be served?
Rats continue to enter our garden from the empty and unkempt North Breeze next door. Perhaps that is the reason that Jackie wasted no time in allocating a place for the barn owl’s plinth beside the patio. I expect that benign looking predator appears rather different to a rodent.
Later, Jackie continued weeding and planting, while I fed this year’s compost pile and emptied the last of the matured one onto the Palm Bed.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s bountiful beef casserole served with abundant boiled potatoes. She drank Peroni while I finished the madiran.