GAYMERS CIDER Closed 30th November 2002
I would like to win a garden makeover because..
£3,000 garden makeover
Lawns lumpy, borders unhealthy, with George Bond and Gaymers we’ll win Chelsea!
4 X Patio heater
It’s so overgrown, when I call my dogs, I see Tony Blackburn collecting logs!
KwikSave and Gaymers could realise my dream, a beautiful garden with an ‘Olde English’ theme.
No decking, flowerbeds or garden pond, for ‘Olde English’ gardens we need George Bond.
Plants neglected, lawns a sight, but with Gaymers Olde English my ‘Fuchsia’ looks bright!
Swing Bench
Again I sit broken hearted, while next door the landscape gardeners have just departed!
Bill and Ben have threatened to leave, unless Gaymers can ‘their magic’ weave!
Currently cramped and messy, certainly no ‘Kew’, an inferior venue, for drinking Gaymers distinctive brew!
De’cider’ly for’lawn’, and lacking inspiration, my little piece of England needs total transformation!
Droopy bloomers, messy beds, containers dry, please make this Gaymers garden the apple of my eye.
It once flourished like an English Orchard, now after my attempts it looks quite tortured.
It’s overgrown, patio-size, need to stop my wife’s sad sighs!
I’ve seeded and weeded but never succeeded, a fresh new Gaymers garden is needed.
Owner enthusiastic but needs out’cyder’s expertise, to make garden scrumptious and whole family pleased!
Our ‘Olde English’ rose garden, has lost its fizz, a professional revamp? Just the biss!
This just turn 40, mum of five, wants somewhere calm and tranquil to revive.
Willow’s are weeping, wife gives me grief, need Gaymer’s help to ‘turn over a new leaf’!
Would love a colourful, landscaped view, with Gaymers Olde English right on ‘Kew’.
Garden Gazebo
A blooming mess and gone to pot, please Gaymers Olde English, forget me not!
After years of marching feet, it’s hard to dig and keep it neat.
Although at gardening I am green, I would love an expert to create a scene.
An ‘Olde English’ country garden would be supreme, only Gaymers can de’cider’dly fulfil my dream.
An Olde English garden is strongly desired, with low maintenance, a must now we’re retired.
Being pensioners, gardening now taxes backs and knees, so this ‘scent’sational prize would really please.
Courtesy of the leading brand, I’d love a garden worth three grand.
Cyder with Roses, not amid overwhelming weeds, a landscaped paradise, this hopeless gardener needs!
Desperately thirsty for green-fingered finesse, my garden desires Gaymers horticultural caress.
Dry or sweet, cider’s a treat, with ‘Olde English’ fun, no gardening gets done!
Frail OAP and Gaymers fan, dreams of gardening expert with a can!
Garden plans I always bungle, I need Eden - not a jungle.
Gardener’s retired, lawns expired, and Bill and Ben are just pots again - Help!
‘Growing’ older - needing the ease, of a garden that doesn’t need bending my knees.
I’m be’cider’ myself, it’s all overgrown, even my garden gnome’s left home!
I’m old, I’m English, my garden’s a mess, a Gaymer’s makeover would surely impress!
In’cider’ outside, Gaymer’s is best, in a beautiful garden it beats all the rest.
It longs to be the apple of my eye, like ‘Gaymers Olde English’ medium dry.
It’s hard to dig and hard to hoe, how I wish I had something to show.
It’s in a mess, I’m very old, lost my fizz, please restore my happiness.
It’s Olde, it’s English, but unlike Gaymers, it’s ‘de-cider-dly’ lacking in sparkle.
It’s sending out ‘perennial’ pleas, for ‘Olde English’ flowers and trees.
It’s the ‘apple’ of my eye, but ‘effervescent’ enthusiasm has passed me by.
It’s shabby and tatty and it’s driving me scatty.
James Bond is licensed to kill, but George Bond is licensed to grow, alias ‘Greenfinger’.
Jungle like it, cries with fear, ‘I’m a garden get me out here’.
Like me it needs some TLC.
My garden cries out for an ‘Olde English’ theme, please Gaymers create my perennial dream!
My garden is in such a state that my friends now call me Tarzan - Lord of the Jungle.
My parsley, sage and rosemary are sublime, go on Gaymers, please give me more time.
My pint sized plot shows pour imagination, KWIK! SAVE it with your inCIDER information!
New layout garden, a rose bush or two, a place to relax, my dream come true.
No fairys at the bottom of my garden - George Bond Kwik Save this maiden.
Once the apple of my eye, it now resembles an old pigsty.
Overgrown, needs plenty of weeding, please con’cider’ creating my Garden of Eden!
Perfect results are guaranteed, when enjoying this liquid feed.
Rocks and rubble, the gardens just trouble, palm trees and a vine would look divine.
Send help urgently.
Surrounded by bramble, too much to handle, KWIK - SAVE me!
Unusual features and contours beyond measure, it needs expert design to provide constant pleasure.
We’d sip be’cider’ beautiful border, where Olde English weeds used to keep order.
Weeds reign, daises chain, and my wife’s be-cider self again!
When I relax, nothing’s a patch, on revitalised grounds and Gaymers down hatch.
With in’cider’ knowledge, Gaymers could make, the perfect ‘plot’ on my landscape!
With ‘original’ ideas and ‘strong’ design, an ‘Olde English’ style garden would soon be mine!
With three little Beckhams, our gardens a sight, need ‘sparking’ makeover to put it right.
Who needs monsters for a scare? Open the window - it’s a jungle out there!
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