Went to the flea market this spring and managed to get through it without finding something I couldn't live without, until the last booth. There was a box of old toys next to the isle and the creature with all the arms caught my eye. As I went to pick it up, a nice young man came over and said the stuff in the box is 4 for 1$. Well, I was sold right there. Had fun digging through the box and came up with the lady, too. (might not be a lady I'm not sure, kind of reminds me of Ming now that I think about it, anyone remember Flash Gordon). Anyway, I gave him 2 quarters and, he, being a polite young man said, "Well there you go, give those grandkids something to play with when they come over." I had to laugh out loud, "No, these are for me", and dh, who's been waiting (mostly patiently, I only caught a hint of an eye roll) says matter-of-factly, "And I know where they're going-out in the garden..."
And he was right.

This guy opens up in the middle and has a chair for the 'operator' to sit in. I hung my little wire teapot on his hand, I want him to serve tea to my gardenjunk gals whenever I get them done.