Showing posts with label Emma Bridgewater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emma Bridgewater. Show all posts

Friday, 17 April 2009

Cuppa tea in the garden





















Emma Bridgewater has produced a new set of 1/2pint mugs, perfect for that morning cuppa and they are donating 5% of all proceeds from these mugs to the National Garden Scheme. To find participating gardens in 2009 go to the website: http://www.ngs.org.uk
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‘They tuck you up your mum and dad...’
Anon - after Larkin

“Philately will get you everywhere”
WEM

“It’s not the despair, I can handle the despair. 
It’s the hope I can’t deal with”
Clockwise

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Anais Nin

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