Despite my fascination for these objects, I was equally enamoured with his Rocking Horse (below), which featured at an auction in the Exchange Gallery - where, incidentally, one of my uncle's amazing nudey lady on surfboard paintings was also sold (Pop back later for that one!).
Obviously, this is what would happen if the Stones and Pat Butcher had had a late night interlude, and in the wee small hours the pile of clothes decided to get up and walk off... or is that just me?!
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