My grandmother had garden sculptures, chalk, plaster and metal depictions of old gods, fauns, facsimiles of Greek statues and Victoriana, most of it shit if I am honest but she had this one stone effect (probably mortar) elfin dancer that looked the part, cavorting amongst the plants by the pond that she really liked.
Well one day I knocked its head off, not just off either, more turned to dust whilst swinging a stick around with abandon.
There was horror followed by self-preservation, I collected some clay, soil and bits of the head and fashioned something I hoped would pass as its real head at least from the window, do you know what it looked like?
AC/DC with Brian Johnson as singer.