Monday, June 28, 2010

This little piggy...

At the end of the school year a short while back there was a garage sale. I cannot resist garage sales. I bought the 'waiter and customer at the table' salt and pepper shakers, which I of course do not need. I brought them home to join some other pigs I remembered I had.

Perhaps these will all end up one day at another garage sale, if I decide to part with them.

13 comments:

Louis la Vache said...

But you DID need them, Bibi!
(If for no other reason that to build inventory for your garage sale...)

;-D

Olivier said...

une belle petite collection de cochons, ma mère c'est les chouettes

Lily Hydrangea said...

I cannot resist garage sales either! & it's not as if I don't have enough stuff.
these little treasures are adorable Bibi.

Gaelyn said...

Cute! Isn't that half the fun, buying used then recycling to make room for more.

Jacob said...

Very cute! It's a nice collection. Don't sell 'em; keep 'em for your grandkids.

You are very funny! "Fruit of the Loom" indeed! I hadn't thought of that and laughed out loud.

Virginia said...

How could you have possibly passed them up Bibi? A nice collection you have going.
V

Daryl said...

This is how collections begin, so innocently and then suddenly people are helping ... a friend has a moose collection that began the same way ...

Z said...

So cute!!!

Marie-Noyale said...

You still need a piggy bank!!!

Alexa said...

There's something very compelling about other people's tchotchke's—why is that? Love your little piggies.

Françoise said...

It's Funny. I had the same pig, this in the middle with the table. I bought it in the Philippines 20 years ago and came with me around the world. I sold it last June at the "kermesse" in the french school in Belgrade with a gentleman pig. Maybe you are the new owner ?

Bibi said...

Francoise! En effet, c'est moi! Le monde est petit.... Vous avez raison; j'ai achete le poivrier et la saliere a la kermesse et pas a notre 'garage sale.'

:)

Françoise said...

Bibi, c'est vraiment drôle et c'est vrai que je n'avais pas reconnu le "mâle" mais je les avais dan un placard et je ne sortais que pour les déménager. Aujourd'hui je passe mon avant dernier jour à Belgrade, je suis assise sur un carton pour écrire. Je pars après 3 ans passés Belgrade et après 20 ans passé à l'étranger,je rentre en Suisse (pour 4 ans) sans mes cochons, mais je sais qu'ils seront heureux avec leurs nouvelle propriétaire :)
Peut-être à Genève si vous passez...