Wet, Wet, Wet

I am so fed up with it and the inevitable lashings of mud on the side.

I don’t actually have an umbrella, never having got my Brolly Licence. I bought this useful one from the Peggy Guggenheim museum in Venice for my mother, but now it is spending its final days with us before going in the bin, having been deemed as malfunctioning by its owner. She has high standards.

It costs a lagoonful of money to keep old umbrellas in bed, board and arthritis medication, so if you would like to sponsor this battered brolly that has fallen on hard times please contact me below.

My only tip this weekend is to take one with you if you venture out.

Posted on February 27, 2010, in Art, Biophilia, Consumerism, Punting and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. I love that umbrella and if you have restored it to full function in your rest and recuperation facility for distressed gamps, please return to its loving owner! I am prepared to pay the appropriate fee for your professional services in this regard.

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