My home is a sanctuary: when I close the door, I’m in my own private and safe world, shared with my husband and cat. I have all my books around me, plus a lot of quirky mementos, souvenirs and collectables. More than quirky, some of them are patently odd, but that’s why I like them. Here are a few of them:
You’ve had a quick glimpse of my Ozzy talking-head doll before; now meet the whole family: Ozzy, wife Sharon, and children Kelly and Jack. These were sent to me by a TV network to promote the reality show The Osbournes in 2002. They talk—or did. The batteries on three have worn down and I suppose I should get them replaced. Sharon still says “Shut the —- up and go to bed”, “The wicked witch has nothing on me”, and “Did anyone feed the dogs?”
When I was a girl, my paternal grandmother gave me three little Wade Irish Porcelain leprechauns, which she said were lucky, but only if you had all three. They had red, yellow and blue hats. I took these leprechauns everywhere with me, through various countries, many houses and flats. Then, in 2000, a cleaner broke one of them, knocked the head clean off the red one, and the head had just disappeared. A short while later, I happened to look into the window of an antique shop, and there I saw a little red-capped leprechaun. He was sitting on a small dish, but no matter, I had to have him, and my set was complete again.
Lou and Andy from Little Britain
If you’ve seen the British comedy show Little Britain, you’ll already be laughing at these plush toys of two of the most popular characters: Lou (right) in his fake-leather jacket and gold chain, carer to Andy, who’s only pretending to be in a wheelchair. If you squeeze Andy’s hand, he says some of his famous lines: “I don’t like it—I want that one”, “Yeah, I know”, and “MONSTER TRUCKS!”. And not to forget carer Lou’s “What a kerfuffle”. My husband bought me these two because he knew how much I enjoyed the show.
Mini shopping trolley
This was sent to me by a PR company about 10 years ago to promote a shopping centre. It’s a perfect working model in every way. At the moment, I use it to house a mermaid doll or two (that’s a story for another day), but I always thought it would make a great alternative fruit holder in the kitchen.
Coral and Lucy Locket
My cat, Lucy Locket, puts up with my odd possessions and knows which toys in the house are hers and which are mine. She’s not that fond of Coral the witch, but I love her. Coral is a handcrafted witch doll from Wellington, New Zealand, who was given to me by my lifelong friend, the New Zealand actor Yvette Parsons. Have a look at this clip of Yvette talking early this year about one of her current touring productions, Dolly Mixture, which features a strange lady of a certain age who loves collecting dolls…
As for Lucy Locket, she’s in this post because, by her very species, she is decidedly odd. Someone who perfectly describes the oddness of cats is fellow blogger Goldfish from Fish of Gold. In a guest post on Merbear’s blog Knocked Over By A Feather, Goldfish said, “…all cats are whack-a-doodle. Every single one of them is weird as all get out. They may be insane in different ways, but all cats are completely deranged, and when you get down to it, it’s totally bonkers that we allow them in our homes.” You can read more of her post about the weirdness of cats here.
Shower cap cat
A present from my mother that is…well, just odd. But there’s something about it that I really like—its madness, I suppose.
Plenty more where they came from. Watch this space…
a wonderful stash of stuff, i look forward to more –
Yes, I have lots of things that make me smile. I’ll do another one in the series soon.
Fabulous!!! I love your quirky things Dr Dann
Thank you. I have quirky friends, too!
Oh, you have the coolest things! Can’t say I’m a fan of Black Sabbath or the Blizzard of Oz or anything, but that family – how pop-culture-y great. Thanks for sharing.
I’m glad you liked them! The Osbournes—I agree. I was oddly fascinated by the show. Like a horror movie: you don’t want to look, but you can’t stop yourself doing so.
Tres way cool! About the dolls, if the the batteries have run down, you might want at least have them removed so that there is no risk that they may corrode and leak onto the dolls. I would hate to see such delights damaged.
Yes, you’re right, and thanks for reminding me. I thought about that a while ago, then it joined that long list of things I should do…sometime. But sooner would be better than later, I agree.
So, do you happen to love/own any troll dolls?
I love the Osbourne collection! Somewhere around here I have a Sharon stuffy that when you bang her on a table, she talks, and she knows about eight phrases!
No, I don’t own any troll dolls, but I think they’re hilarious. And just a little bit scary. I still have that childhood imagining that all the toys come alive when I leave the room. Re the Osbournes, wouldn’t it be odd to have a doll of yourself? Like a Mini-Me of sorts.
Odd? Yes! But I would love to have a “jaye” doll, a thinner image of myself with a lush, full head of hair!
About eight years ago, a friend did an enormous oil painting of me for an Australian portrait painting competition called the Archibald Prize. At the time, I wished the painting had been done 10 years earlier. But now, so many years later, I realise it has preserved me at just the right age between last remnants of youth and the rest!
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