Back in the early days of Blonde bloggery, I promised that I’d never be the sort of Juicy-wearing, Krispy-eating postmistress who diarised daily about her cats.
Of course, I didn’t say anything about cardboard cats.
It’s a little worrying that, of the two parcels that have plopped into my postbox this week, I’m most excited about my Flat Pet from Garudio Studiage (as you can see, the other is a brand spanking new MacBook Air). Yes, the might of Jobs is nothing compared to the lure of a near-neon ginger flat-pack feline for a Burmilla-owning country girl forced to live flea-free in a Shoreditch flat. Merlin (oh yes) has become my muse, my confidante, my travelling companion. As I type this from a conference in Vegas, he’s off cracking the nut in the Paris casino (look carefully).
As a child, I rejected computer games and plastic mannequins for cardboard box spaceships with bottle-top buttons. For years, my favourite doll was the tassel from the end of a curtain pull. There is something here about the simplicity of a cipher correlating to the freedom of the imagination, something that might apply to my new Mac too.
But that something is definitely less relevant than the uncomplicated joy of a portable, fake, flat cat.
ZOMG! Look at the pussy on that MacBook Air!
*faints…
The cat sat on the mat
and started at and stared at
to make sure we knew
that we’re all prey to chew.
Garudio Studiage are a very switched-on set of people in a very happening Peckham/Camberwell scene. There is an interesting blog http://www.camberwellonline.co.uk which has an accepted, unusally grown-up house style of discussion about urban renewal, crime, grime, knives and lives in the art, club, pub and generally local scene. Not one OMG!?!
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