A small part of today’s Spitalfields finds. I particularly like my Perspex Jesus®. He’s more 80s and arty than thou cause his crucifix is made of perspex and yours isn’t. Amen. Also, Dave Gahan and I are currently writing him his very own theme tune, yo.
Not pictured is one of the VILEST purchases I’ve ever made: A porcelain figurine of a child mermaid looking dangerously constipated. Its gruesome stare destroyed the camera so you just have to trust me that it’s so horrific you really don’t want to see it.
"Together with a small black book listing member names inscribed Edward T. Owen. 1872. on one side and 322. on the other, along with approximately 50 photographs. The skull: approximately 7½ in. high, 17½ in. wide, 10 in. deep”
You know the deal, peeps: Birthday’s in a month’s time and I’d love you forever, yada yada yada..
Yes, it’s Trepanation Hour! This time, we’ll try to cut something a bit more challenging and festive into our colleagues skulls. Like stars, for instance, or a nativity scene or something. So get your saws out!
On another note, I’m sorry for today’s posting galore. But it had to come out. All of it. Like when you buy coriander pesto by mistake and have to puke for an entire decade.
I will now go back to Offlineland for the next week or so until the interweb people finally arrive from Pluto to install my WiFi.