Bush Fanatic

Ended up having a look around a small town within the New Forest at the weekend. It was an odd town because it seemed to pride itself on the fact it's shops had a 'spooky' / witchcraft style and theme. To me, it was just weird. There were clay models of scantily clad bunnies bending over in the shop windows, as well as supposedly 'magical' stones and wands.

I remember one of the shops in particular because the second I walked in I said to myself, "Somebodies died in here recently". I'm not sure what made the place particularly eerie. Perhaps it was the elderly-peoples-home-esque carpet, or the man who was stood completely motionless behind the counter in a trance. Perhaps it was down to the fact that the musty air and collection of £10 pink slippers arranged on the various rotting and dusty shelves actually made me feel like I'd aged 50 years.

In one of the shops there was a clay model of a tractor cutting a bush. It was £500. No joke. What kind of lonely soul would spend that much money on a model of a bush. A Bush-fanatic? The model was about the same size as a dinner plate, but that still doesn't justify the price. In fact, I'm not sure what the first thing I look for in a good bush-related product actually is.