In my life, I have managed to surround myself with a group of exceptionally great-looking people. How they all ended up so impressively disfigured when I attempted to recreate them as puppets is beyond me and honestly an art in itself.
The intriguing part is that Katie, my pal with whom I crafted these magnificently ugly creations, is a skilled beautician and makeup artist and does in fact professionally make people look better than they usually would. Turns out felting and feather-work is a whole other can of worms.
Yep. We made finger puppets for our pals this Chrissy and good heavens they were a hit. Complete with a little bell on each one to keep things sounding festive when they were inevitably jiggled about.
(It should be noted that I had written several ‘finger’ gags in this post that I have tastefully edited out for the benefit of my family. I am partially saddened by this but proud to be displaying such self-restraint.)
I have recently discovered that the good people of the United States do a wonderful thing at this time of year. They have radio stations exclusively dedicated to playing Christmas songs. All day. Er day.
As a huge frother for celebrations, I naturally added the station to my car radio presets at the first opportunity.
Here’s a little Christmas cheer (and jeer) I whipped up with my mate Anna while I was in London in 2010.
Having difficulty focusing on the words because you’re so distracted by the epic melody and masterful visuals? Here are the lyrics.