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Straight from Spain. Bought from a lady that had to sell her home in the Malaga region and had to return to the Netherlands. She was a very charming lady but she talked as if she had spent her life on the docks. A boatsman or a pirate would turn slightly pink when hearing her speak.
It is a pity I do not know how to translate her expletives into English, but be assured they were impressive. Her life was filled with sh*t, for lack of a better English word.
She turned older and she had had enough of all that sh*t in Spain, it was sh*tty to have to take your car every time you wanted to go somewhere, al that sh*t happening in Barcelona last year, she had sh*t with her health insurance and ontop of this big pile of sh*t, her husband passed away.
She had enough of this sh*t and sold her house. Took everything with her to the Netherlands but once arrived it turned out that because of those sh*tty sky-high prices she could only afford a sh*tty small house with a very sh*tty backyard.
Life is a piece of sh*t. Really she was very charming, but what a language.
So no room in this tiny backyard for her garden stuff and I was the lucky girl to buy it all from her. This is the first of many to follow.
She doesn't remember exactly when she bought it but it was still under the reign of the sh*t General Franco, so before 1970.
The planter is in two parts, a foot and the planter itself. There are some chips on the rim of the planter and its foot. But as the lady herself would say:"sh*t happens.".
Dimensions: h 50 cm, diameter 45 cm.