Off the wall

It's not the sort of weather for the great outdoors....even a pile of dirty dishes to wash looks more inviting than the thought of battling with the wind and the rain. So today's blip was a choice between a vaguely polynesian thingy on the wall in the dining room (not that we eat in there except occasional christmases, the rest of the time it's used as a general dumping ground) or the rubber chicken/washboard combo in the kitchen. The tiki tat won....Mrs Chicken will just have to wait a while longer for her moment of blip glory.

PROVENANCE...Bought at a scout jumble sale for 20p in the 80's, I'm guessing it was brought home by someone's Uncle Alf who was in the Merchant Navy....probably!