I’ve actually made quite a few things recently. In a fit of procrastibaking prior to last week’s exam, I made muffins. I don’t like baking, but I really don’t like studying. I understand that if you bake something and don’t put it on the internet, did you ever really make anything, but you’ll have to trust me on this one. There were strawberries and everything.
I’ve also been sewing, but I haven’t photographed the results yet. Dolling up and getting in front of a lens is a different kind of work to sewing I must say, and I still feel like a goof when I do it.
In the meantime, this guy doesn’t mind having his picture taken.
He followed me home after Halloween. Neil and I were helping Johnny and Kasia pack up after another excellent Halloween on a Boat party and he was a prop that had been left behind.
Neil called him BB — Badass Bunny!! — and he had spent Halloween impaled on a punter’s toy sword. I could have stitched him up with invisible stitches, but that would really betray his spooky roots I think. He has a matching orange scar on the back too.
BB has taken up residence on my new-old amplifier (oh yes, I made good on my threat to go electric) and is making a pitch to be our rock ‘n’ roll mascot in chief. Not that he isn’t proud of his past as a Halloween legend, but sometimes you’ve got to let go and do what you love.