The hot weather stopped me from venturing out and then I've been preparing to go away on holiday so I'm running out of photos, at least until I've uploaded and processed my holiday snaps. I was looking back to some of my blog posts ten years ago and this one popped up. I remember it well and it still amuses me.
'My local Asda are selling these cheery garden gnomes and have them lined up on the windowsill - I think they're hilarious! (Someone must be buying them, as the line is getting shorter week on week). On Friday night there was a small boy, aged about six, sitting on the windowsill at the end of the row. He was sitting very still and had one hand raised, palm out, just like the gnomes. So cute, made me smile - made my night, in fact. (Though I didn't dare take a picture of him.)'
To be honest, I'm not fond of gnomes and garden ornaments in general - though there is a very old and faded gnome in the garden outside my flat (see below) that someone obviously once liked. Even so, there was something very heart-warming about the scene in the supermarket.
I used to have a moment of "shudder" from gnomes in various gardens. I think I'm over that. Maybe because they are being made more "cute" than in the past. But I shall never have one in my own garden! This line-up is cute, as well as it must have been to see the real boy sitting there as well!
ReplyDeleteMark me as safe from garden gnomes--I do admit to a concrete pig and a concrete little boy my mother in law gave us half a century ago because it looked like my older boy..
ReplyDeleteI find my Italian terracotta anteater much more tasteful, each to their own.
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