This hand embroidered peacock caught my eye at the Esk Market ... same day as the bowl in the previous post. It got loaded into the pram, pronto. It is hanging out in its full tailed glory in our living room - before it takes pride of place over the bed in the nearly finished 'land of Spare Oom'.
"Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom, where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how would it be if you came and had tea with me?"
--C.S. Lewis, in 'The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe'
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Pity your market's not round the corner ....my corner , that is . Mind you , you couldn't squeeze another thing into our spare room !
The word verification is sweducer ...... a Scandinavian Lothario ?
Oh fellow Narnian!!! I say Spare Oom too!!!! Mind you, I also say Prince Capsicum!!
Hey Mrs, you're on a hell of a roll. And I hope the rest of the house can stand up to the brilliance of the spare room?!?!?!
Mr Tumnus was always my favourite. Who doesn't love a conflicted faun?
Yeah, the peacock's alright, and the bowl and Mr Matosis. I'm not jealous ... much.
Love that book.
Must get to the Esk market one day...
That peacock is groovey!
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