R.I.P.

Another dismal day and uninspiring shots. Wandering round the garden I spied this little chap, he's fallen over at last.
He was given to Mike many, many years ago when we were all young and daft and bought each other silly presents. He, (the gnome not Mike), first lost his rake, then his paint. He broke into two pieces and was glued back together then he developed a hole in his leg - now this! Is it time to throw him away I wonder. Will I be able to put him in the bin where he belongs? - probably not!