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Post by ivy noidea on May 21, 2007 18:35:09 GMT
A little while back, someone referred to me as the Queen of Garden Tat. Well, I think gardens should be fun and a bit of tat doesn't do any harm, so I thought I would let you see some of mine. I have tried to make the pics small so I hope it doesn't clog up anyone's pooter too much. Most of my tat holds good memories of the places I bought it.
This lady was a leaving gift when I left the travel agency and went to the BBC
I bought this little gremlin on a very wet Isle of Wight at a Bobcat Birthday Bash
The rabbit came from Bridlington and the frog (his belly lights up in the dark) from the Lake District
The wooden man also came from Brid and the musicians were birthday presents from lovely Togs
This windmill came from another Bobcat birthday Bash - Skegness this time
Blame Bobbers again! Torquay. The lantern in his mouth lights up
My iron man was purchased at a school fete - the school attended by the tygs of the Geordie ambassador
This wonderful bird just had to be bought! Yes it lights up
This colourful whirly was a gift from Isla Vadubble.
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Post by faeryboots on May 21, 2007 18:38:34 GMT
remind me to bring my shades if I ever visit Ivy! *knows not to go to clothes shop for next Ivy burfday!*
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Post by smiffy on May 22, 2007 4:23:40 GMT
Lovely Ivy! They all have meanings for you.
We managed to bring a Budda I brought for PMS, but the other ornaments were given to close family.
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Post by Lord L on May 22, 2007 5:04:43 GMT
All very tasteful.
I expected nothing less from you, Ivy.
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Post by Janglers on May 22, 2007 6:58:45 GMT
C'mon Murph, let's see yours. ;D
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Post by Ann T Soshal on May 22, 2007 9:35:13 GMT
I can't go to a garden centre without buying some little ornament for the garden. It also reminds me of places we've been for the day, usually with a friend, or to visit a friend. A garden is for pleasure and memories. Heavens, i'm getting to sound human, better go kick a dog. ;D
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Post by carlott on May 22, 2007 10:15:39 GMT
Mmmmmmm nice. The 8 below are nice as well
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Post by michaelesterol on May 22, 2007 10:35:19 GMT
During the late 1960's, my Uncle Bill (father of 7 boys and 1 girl) got sick of doing his huge garden. He'd been making model forts and cowboy towns for ages but he suddenly turned this huge garden into a coral, with a stone and wooden well and places to tie up horses, big frontages of a saloon and a jail, then on the other side he had a wigwam and wooden painted cacti all over the place.....let war commence. It was superb !
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Post by Leigh Djonn on May 22, 2007 19:21:28 GMT
*Makes note for Ivy's next B-day present...*
hat/gnome/hat/gnome/hat/gnome....
*doesn't know which way to swing* [/size]
We do also have some garden ornaments, but extremely tasteful ones.[/color]
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Post by Shuggie on May 22, 2007 20:22:31 GMT
I can't go to a garden centre without buying some little ornament for the garden. It also reminds me of places we've been for the day, usually with a friend, or to visit a friend. A garden is for pleasure and memories. Heavens, i'm getting to sound human, better go kick a dog. ;D I've got one like you at home .. damn place is full of Bhuddas .. big ones, small ones, red ones, grey ones, fat ones, thin ones, expensive ones, even more expensive ones ...
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Post by Fi on May 23, 2007 0:05:28 GMT
I can't go to a garden centre without buying some little ornament for the garden. It also reminds me of places we've been for the day, usually with a friend, or to visit a friend. A garden is for pleasure and memories. Heavens, i'm getting to sound human, better go kick a dog. ;D I've got one like you at home .. damn place is full of Bhuddas .. big ones, small ones, red ones, grey ones, fat ones, thin ones, expensive ones, even more expensive ones ... Bhudda hell! ??
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Post by Shuggie on May 23, 2007 7:34:01 GMT
I've got one like you at home .. damn place is full of Bhuddas .. big ones, small ones, red ones, grey ones, fat ones, thin ones, expensive ones, even more expensive ones ... Bhudda hell! ??Wrong board yer daft bat .. try "The Rectory"
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Post by Tina Biscuit on May 24, 2007 6:47:16 GMT
I knew there was some reason I stopped doing the birthday bashes - it was because I was worried you were running out of garden!
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Post by revmichael on May 24, 2007 8:53:26 GMT
For some reason PMR wouldn't let me have a statue of one of those ladies similar to your first picture. I thought she would stand in stately fashion among my roses.
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Post by carlott on May 24, 2007 9:50:39 GMT
For some reason PMR wouldn't let me have a statue of one of those ladies similar to your first picture. I thought she would stand in stately fashion among my roses. I am luckier then as Tiglet and I share the same sense of humour and are seeking just such a staute. It will compliment our bathroom pics nicely.
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Post by BjornTobyStomped on May 24, 2007 11:17:32 GMT
Ivy till you had posted these pics I'd forgotten about the art of adding artifacts to the garden.
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Post by territalks on May 27, 2007 13:13:56 GMT
Hi Ivy They are all wonderful I thought and not tat at all! I am saving hard for a water feature of a little boy doing what little boys do (some not all) when they are out and want the loo! I hope this does not offend anyone! Love & Hugs TT xxxx
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