‘We love it, Mum – don’t we Mark?’
Hm. It’ll go with the gnome.’
He hadn’t yet managed to break the garden gnome his mother gave them for Christmas, although the lawnmower came perilously close to it at times.
This was one of those twee little doors meant to look as if an elf or sapient hedgehog lived in your garden.
‘It’s pottery, for your ninth anniversary. I didn’t think you’d want something gathering dust on the mantlepiece.’
Was that a hint?
‘I thought it could go in the rockery by the pond. Let’s go find a place for it.’
‘Just what we need,’ grumbled Mark as she unlocked the back door next morning. ‘Another tacky garden ornament.’
He hated kitsch around his beloved koi pond.
She let the cat out and gasped.
He joined her. ‘What’s up?’
The door was open at the bottom of the rockery.
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What unwanted gifts have you been given?
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Interesting piece, I think you could add to it.
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I’d need an imagination like Stuarts or Stephen’s to do that. It’s probably best leave it to the reader’s
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Don’t sell yourself short Cathy, there is nothing wrong with your imagination. You have often demonstrated your wonderful imagination in your excellent prize-winning writing.
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Thanks for that vote of confidence. So far it’s more shortlisted than prizewinning, but I’m working on it.
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Oooo maybe the fairies got in! I actually really like these little doors, a sweet idea 🙂 xx
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(Actually, so do I – Shh.
– Of course, it depends on the door…)
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I like the open end..! Perhaps a fairy..or even the bored gnome. 🙂
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I’d like a sapient hedgehog, I think
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