You are quite right. It was his 'friend' I wanted to take a picture of, he was wearing a fedora on a jaunty angle. I overheard him talking about his Aunt Judy and how she used to make beautiful corned beef hash (he pronounced it ah-shay)
There was a few bits and pieces in there I recognised from my childhood, the Sadler celery vase that had never seen a stick of celery, only old till receipts and the Sadler onion pot, you would lift the lid up and find it full of drawing pins, curtains hooks and light bulbs from the Christmas tree. I blushed slightly and moved on.
Kitschy tat quite often goes hand-in-hand with ancient queens, in my experience, Jx
ReplyDeleteYou are quite right. It was his 'friend' I wanted to take a picture of, he was wearing a fedora on a jaunty angle. I overheard him talking about his Aunt Judy and how she used to make beautiful corned beef hash (he pronounced it ah-shay)
ReplyDeleteGreenery really brings out the queenery within us all.
ReplyDeleteThat should be the motto of the Infomaniac Annual Garden Photos Event.
Buggery in the shrubbery would be more apt.
ReplyDeleteHa! Spot on.
DeleteI sometimes wonder if my old tat will find its way into such an establishment, or just to the tip.
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There was a few bits and pieces in there I recognised from my childhood, the Sadler celery vase that had never seen a stick of celery, only old till receipts and the Sadler onion pot, you would lift the lid up and find it full of drawing pins, curtains hooks and light bulbs from the Christmas tree. I blushed slightly and moved on.
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