Love locked out

Given to us by a dear friend when we left for Ireland almost 20 years ago. He thought we could repaint him with a green coat and then he'd look like a leprechaun. Somehow I've never got round to it. A day of grasping nettles in order to avert waking at 3am with the heebie jeebies. And I've got pink streaks in my hair. Look out Zandra Rhodes.