Following on from Darrell’s moment of garden envy the other day, Lu took Nigel off for a little sojourn round the large garden centre up the road ……… a BIG MISTAKE ……
……. as it will come as no surprise whatsoever that where Darrell dreamt of romance, colour, perfume and the flower arranging potential of his garden ………
Nigel’s mind was more set on turning this said “fantasy garden” of ours into some sort of deranged, crazy golf course, sighing at a very thought of having to try to get your ball across the wings of a flapping swan and into the hole ………
…… or up the nether regions of a rutting stag and through his mouth for a hole in one, most unsavoury!
Oh, and then manoeuvring through a maze of assorted faux marble disrobing ladies, cavorting dolphins and religious figures plus all manner of Chinese lamps and pagodas.
Sometimes that boy has a little too much imagination for his own good and my sanity.
After listening to all his ideas when Nigel got back to The Towers I thanked goodness that our quiet and boring communal garden was just that, quiet and and very boring. What is he like?
2 comments:
Good old Nigel, letting his mind run free.
I'm sure 'im upstairs wouldn't be too pleased with swans and stags, rutting or otherwise engaged. He would be looking up the rules and regulations, making sure that you stuck to the (boring) letter of the law.
Oh I'm with young Nige, I do love a little rummage around a few garden ornaments. JantheFan x
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