I have a confession to make – the most amazing source of visual pleasure in my garden right now is my rusty wheelbarrow full of colourful flowers. It freaks me out slightly to say that because a wheelbarrow of flowers is up there in the highest echelons of garden kitsch. I’ve always had garden kitsch vertigo. Wishing wells, model trains, giant fake boots, gnomes and wheelbarrows have always given me a minor case of the horrors. Even giant concrete fly agarics (unless accompanied by Smurfs……) make me recoil.
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