I took so many photos while I was at the Gardenbarn today:
I thought I would chuck a few more on here, just because I can.
It was rather nippy when I looked around outside:
So you can see why I didn’t linger overlong.
But there were some great sculptural pieces for the garden:
Or, if like me, you prefer the indoors, you could always transplant them inside:
To no ill effect.
It’s a good job I definitely didn’t win the 45 million quid in the Eurolottery this week, because I would have stripped this place bare.
I took this picture for Tilly.
She loves a good lizard. They always make me laugh because Oscar used to call them dizards when he was a baby, and I think it is such an excellent word for them, because they really are dizzy, nervous little creatures.
And this one for my mum, who used to have a thing about sculptural fruit.
As you do.
This box is something I would quite like for my birthday.
And before I go, here is a picture of half, yes half, of the barn, to give you some of the sense of size I am talking about: