These horrid cement things belong to our neighbour (the shriek fuck at 2am one). Every now and then one falls down & Mr Brown puts it back up because he is a diplomat (I want to fling them over the fence & hear them smash - but I'm horrid).We are also guilty of "decorating the garden ....
There's Buddha
The Flowerpot Man
The glass ball thingy
Toogie's memorial 
Pish
Pan
Kenneth
& the Frogs. It's the frogs I'm worried about. I keep coming out and finding them knocked off the pot, legs smashed off. This greeted me today.
WHO'S RESPONSIBLE?
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I love kenneth! what gemsters all these precious things are. have you found out who is knocking over the froggies???
as for those horrid K bears belonging to the screamers. dear god. they remind me of a garden i saw the other day - the lady owner had planted pink and silver PLASTIC and SILK flowers on her real live lawn.
what goes on in their minds is what i want to know ...(or maybe i dont?)
There's a funny story about Kenneth. He's quite life-like and his eyes used to glisten. Anyhoo, I bought him and put him in our old Canberra garden, under the weeping mulberry tree. I also nestled him in leaves so only his head and the top of his shell showed. Mr Brown got home after dark and I acted all excited about a "suprise" I'd got. I got the torch and shhhed Mr Brown and we peeked out the back door and it looked like Kenneth was peeping out at us. "Oh jesus, you haven't have you?" crieth Mr Brown! "What the fuck are we going to feed that?".
Teeheeee - I let him in on it then.
Oh, Mr Brown thinks it's the local possoms smashing the frogs - payback for evicting them from the chimmney (they eat all our parsley & the frogs live in the parsley pot - I guess they are pushing them out of the way). I think it's the possoms, too, that keep digging around the roots of the curry leaf tree - little bastards.
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