During a day trip to the Cotswolds region in England in August 2009, our tour group stopped for some refreshments at The Old Mill in a village called Lower Slaughter. This arrangement at the entrance to the mill-cum-tea room-cum-ice cream shop-cum-souvenir shop caught my eye.
The Milk Can and the Gargoyle. This is what came to my mind instantly on seeing the arrangement.
What do you think the gargoyle’s thinking? Do you think he hates ice-cream and would rather have a barrel of beer there. My imagination then took over and I thought of a pub named “The Milk Can and the Gargoyle”. And then dismissed the thought instantly, even though English pubs have weird and wonderful names (you can read more about it in one of my earlier posts here), they will not go for the word ‘milk’ for the name of a pub. It defeats the entire purpose, don’t you think so?
But, back to my question. What is the gargoyle thinking?
PS: I had the best ice-cream I have ever had in my life here—some creamy, organic, hand churned butter nut ice-cream. If you ever visit this place, do have some on my behalf and do say hiya to the gargoyle for me. 😀
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“Why this kolaveri di” 🙂
Jokes apart. He is thinking why did they make such a big milk can to dwarf me. 🙂
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So the gargoyle has an inferiority complex, eh ? Poor fellow. 😦
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“I love ice-cream, but I am lactose-intolerant.” is one possibility. The gargoyle has a resigned look about him. 🙂
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Lactose intolerant? Poor gargoyle. It must be sheer torture to be where he is indeed ! 😛
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The Gargoyle is insisting the ice-cream is handmade as he has no feet anyway! He is worried if he will get featured at ‘My Favourite Things’!
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Poor thing ! The gargoyle should not have worried at all. Not only is he featured on “My Favourite Things”, he gets a post to himself. 😀
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Alas, I am in Cornwall and can only have cream tea 🙂 But we are going to a pub and I will look out for weird names. The gargoyle is sticking his tongue out at whoever put a milk can at the entrance, for the same reason that your name for the pub would look ludicrous 😀
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Waiting for you to share the weird pub names ! 😀
Poor
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I am not sure what the gargoyle is thinking but I defintely know how the ice-cream tasted , it is indeed one of the best i have ever tasted tooo..
My parents had come over to uk and we had all gone for a week on holiday and stopped on way at a ice cream factory , it was all yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Your “yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” brought back that taste of the of the butternut ice cream. 🙂 And made me gorget as to what that gargoyle could have been thinking !
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Mix complan in this and I MIGHT become taller! 😀
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Ahh… so he wants ti be a Complan
kidgargoyle 🙂 Now why didn’t I of it before?Welcome to “My Favourite Things” Joe and thank you for stopping by and commenting.
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“It is indeed a riddle”,
thought the gargoyle
in his mind,
“and if they weren’t
who they were,
i would think they
were unkind;
to place me at the door
just where it
gets so cold,
and next to this
abominable bottle
which purports to hold
the coldest milk
or is it,
some ice-cream perhaps?”
“The climate here is nasty
i have no feet to run
and juxtaposed against
this canister is no fun..
especially when i fancy
coffee with no cream
or even any sugar
that’s added daintily..
So all i can do, is place
my palms beneath my face
and silently ponder
on the wickedness
of this race..
that goes by the name
of humans, who,
fashioned me
out of rocks
cos they
have nothing
but stones
in what they
call their ‘hearts’..”
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Poor, poor gargoyle. To have such thoughts and be able to communicate only when someone like you comes along and writes so beautifully. 🙂 Thank you Deepa for being able to communicate the gargoyle’s angst so well !
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“Now if only I weren’t made of stone, I could scoop out some of that handmade ice cream.”
Oh! the poor thing. 😦 That must be painful to be sitting beside such a treat and not being able to gobble it down.
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Yes, poor gargoyle. To watch people walk in and out with delicious ice creams and what not and not being able to have any. Really …
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I think that he is thinking, “Look at all these people. Gosh how much these people eat!”
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Thanks, Sunil. 🙂 I am really enjoying reading all the comments received on “what the gargoyle is thinking?”
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Maybe the gargolye is fed up of eating ice-creams everyday and wants to visit the nearest bar for a pint of beer. Alas, he can’t move to take such an action. 😛
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At least one reader agrees with me about the beer part ! 😛 Thank you Neha
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Hello Tatina, I will be writing to you separately regarding this. Thank you.
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