OK, I know that Inspector Gadget's niece was called Penny, but it's late and it sort of made me laugh.
Look at this:
Whatever will they think of next!? It's a tiny peg I've just stol- um, borrowed from a pub. It was connected to the menu. But I figure the bar staff probably nicked it off some little fairytale, forest-dwelling elf while she pegged her husband's undercrackers on the washing line.
Either way it's mine now.
I'll regale you with the tale of how I spent a significant proportion of Sunday with an immense purple thing that drew gasps of shock, awe, and yes, delight, from everyone who glimpsed it.