Monday, June 18, 2007

Alice the camel has...


...one hump, two eyes made of ping pong balls, with fleece eyelids, two makeshift ears added at the last minute, a set of reins made of wool, tiny tiny nostrils, Kermit's mouth, four legs with little hooves, a blanket-saddle thingy. And I'm very pleased to share the results with you here.

Kermit was a birthday present for Elissa, who is a big Muppets fan. But when Kermit was being passed around in the pub on Elissa's birthday, someone mentioned how much her colleague hated the song about Alice the Camel (being called Alys herself), so it didn't take them long to demand a camel puppet. It did, however, take about three weeks to get round to making the puppet. I'm hoping Elissa will take the camel into work tomorrow and give Alys some stick with it, and I shall pass on any tales of the reaction.

Prototype Kermit came bowling with us yesterday, and there's a lovely shot of him taking a turn, but I can't find it right now. I didn't manage a strike, but there were strikes from everyone else, and some beauties from Ben and Clint, both of whom had a very full-on bowling style. Not so full on as the guy in the next lane though, who had a special glove. I'll keep practicing.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Time to do something Australian

Lots of fun things have been happening recently. I've seen Richard E Grant talking about his life in Swaziland, England and America. Elissa had her birthday, and I was able to unveil the Kermit The Frog I've been working on recently, and the prototype model, which isn't quite as pretty. George had his birthday and we ate a huge amount of food, and I took a photo of my posterior on Sam's camera, just for the hell of it. We played mini-golf and I got a hole in one. In fact, all three of us got holes in one at one stage. I watched England go from a 22-22 draw at 60 minutes to a 55-22 loss, versus South Africa. And tonight I've got the book club's first book-related meeting (we read The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon, it's a great book, I thoroughly recommend it. I've been very lucky to be involved in a lot of these things - the food at George's birthday was amazing, and the Richard E Grant thing was surprisingly entertaining - I have a lot more respect for the man now, and I had plenty to start with.

But none of it has felt like it's worth blogging about, cause it all feels like stuff I could do in London. Well, no, not Elissa or George's birthday, nor shows at the Opera House, but the show could have been at the Barbican and the birthdays could have been other birthdays, in themselves... what I'm trying to say is that none of it feels uniquely Australian. Maybe what I'm trying to say is that none of it has involved the beach.

This Saturday (I think it's Saturday) I'm going for a walk with Elissa's family along the coast just north of the harbour. It'll involve sunshine, the Pacific Ocean and the beach. I'll take photos, because my Flickr account is feeling neglected. It should be nice and Australian. Even more than last night's creamy bacon and kangaroo bolognese.

I'll probably post some of the things people said about the book tomorrow too - and anyone whose read it, I'd love to hear what you think.