Weirdest Thing Found In Your Garden

[CharlyAngelic]

Inspired by a pre Christmas thread about Wonky Candles and a poster making a water feature out of a “minge” found in her garden.
I found male gay porn magazines ( in early 1990s ) and on a different occasion money ( 2 £20 notes , I think they were mine , to be fair , caught up in some till receipts for recycling bin )
I am sure Mumsnetters can better this !

@Whitelisbon the Shetland reminds me I used to pop my daughter's ponies in the back garden from time to time to save doing the strimming/mowing.

@Ariela I have been known to not complain too loudly when random, grass eating livestock ends up in the garden...

ariela

I don't know Iv never thought to check if it's magnetic.

It's funny Iv also at different times had a deer, a herd of cows and a few sheep in the garden but it didn't occur to me that it was odd enough to mention!

We get deer, rabbit, fox most days. Often it's Muntjack which I think are ugly, but sometimes its the Roe deer. Small herd, they're much quieter than the Muntjack who tend to crash about, the Roe sneak about in between the trees very quietly you often don't notice they're there. Can be sat by the window here and the security lights go on which don't seem to disturb the deer who will carry on munching the plants in the big planter just below my window.

We get all sorts thrown over the fence by the children living next door. It’s a bit annoying but seen as I have a child myself I can’t really complain. The latest one has been a whole orange. Definitely the kids threw it over, I can’t see there cat bringing it with her over the fence lol!

Last year our gazebo broke free and snapped in half in strong wind and flew over the neighbours fence, must have been a bizarre thing to wake up to for sure, I had to kindly call round and ask for them to shove it back so we could dispose of it

3 horses !!
I was weakened one morning about 6am by the sound of them on my driveway and going around to the back of my house and into our garden. Thing is I lived in a housing development with about 5 lefts/rights before reaching the main road.

I've just remembered, I once found an absolutely beautiful, and in perfect condition, fully opened brolly sitting in my front garden when I got home from work. It had been raining earlier in the day, but had been dry for a few hours, so I thought my immediate neighbour, or one of her visitors had left it in the front garden (but why mine?) to dry off. So I folded it up and propped it up in her porch. The next day I found it in my porch - she obviously thought it was mine! The house on the other side was on the market at the time and, as I knew the owner of the estate agency, I phoned him explaining about the brolly in case it belonged to one of his team, or someone they'd been showing around the house. He phoned me back a couple of hours later to say that nobody who'd been to the house that day had lost a brolly.

So I gained a fabulous brolly - it's so unusual and gorgeous I even have total strangers complimenting me on it when I walk past them when it's raining!

An entire, massive, cast iron Victorian garden roller hidden in a hedge in an overgrown London garden.

I also lost my great grandmother’s ruby ring in that garden, and didn’t find it before we moved, despite going over the whole thing with a metal detector. Gutted. So if anyone finds a ruby ring in a London garden please shout!

a used condom and a B and Q kitchen fitter pissing up the fence.

We found a huge bone and a gravestone under the shed. Took the bone to a vet to identify and they said probably horse. The house is in the old grounds of the 'big house' of the village, so we think it was part of the pet graveyard at one point.

Next door's granddaughter's used tampon on the patio outside our patio doors... How did you know it was hers?!

DH was digging out a raised bed in our garden and found a white plastic bag about a foot down. It contained an unopened, untouched Chinese Takeaway and, despite having been there for at least ten years, you could still tell exactly what it was/had been. Not a spot of mould on it.

A bit of a random collection here:

When I was a child I found a single black and white enamelled earring buried in the garden. My mum was amazed as it was identical to ones my late GM had owned decades earlier, and which had been lost on holiday in Jersey.

Some coprolite (fossilised dinosaur turd), a piece of early medieval terracotta roof tile and a meteorite (according to the local museum when I took them in there for someone to look at).

A small plastic tiger.

A mummified goldfish buried in the ground, and on another occasion a large live one flapping about on the patio. There were a lot of wet marks leading from the pond to the fish, so we guessed it had jumped clean out.

Once I found some sweets in my best friend’s garden. We were playing hopscotch when we came across them. We had no idea who dropped them.

A well full of rusty metal including an old tv, a mattress and a whole bike.

A machete

I know in my childhood home garden is (or was) a full size chest freezer full of builders rubble, because my dad buried it there

Somebody’s CV folded into a paper plane on really thick card 🤷‍♀️

After we moved into our house we was clearing out the outhouse and came across a backpack full of porn videos, a strap on,masks and a dildo that was about 2 foot long 

A methadone bottle, empty.
A sprite bottle, filled with piss.
A knife.
We've since moved from there - it wasn't the nicest area!

In the garden at our new house, we once found a half deflated, life-sized Spiderman balloon. My eldest had nightmares about it!

We also had to clear up the mess after a sparrowhawk killed, plucked and ate a starling. Twice.

On 2 separate occasions I found a fish head in our front garden. We live about 2 miles from the beach so I am guessing a seagull dropped them.

In the back garden we have found a lot of old bricks.

A bull on the run and cornered in my yard.

A 32 inch colour TV with remote control.

Many moons ago, before our garden wasn't fenced off and one April night, next door-but-one was burgled. I didn't know this until the following morning when I went into the garden and found said TV hidden amongst the strawberries. Perhaps they couldn't carry it with them.

The TV was returned to the neighbours but three weeks later the burglars came back and stole it again. This time they took it with them. Bastards.

A moose in the sandpit. I went back inside

Charlotte combination of it being chucking distance from her bedroom window, lack of other candidates and the occasions on which it happened (oh yes, more than once) all being nights she stayed over.