With the help of our beloved Nana we set to work bringing a pile of op shopped kiddies clothes, a roughly sewn calico bag (curved at the top) and a giant bale of straw into our very own Werzel Gummidge.
Firstly we pulled his jeans over the wooden stake frame and secured the bottoms with string followed by a thorough stuffing with straw. Then a red ribbon belt to keep him from losing his trousers! Happy Happy is after all a gentleman.
A rather creepy looking head followed...that is...until my little Van Gogh adorned him with his handsome features. ( I must admit to adding a whisker of extra paint to his mouth when poppet wasn't looking as the "grimace" she'd painted on was reminiscent of a bad 80's horror movie and quite frankly...gave me the heebie jeebies!)
A jaunty red bandanna from a scrap of spotty fabric and he was ready to take on the world....or the possums and pesky turkeys in this instance.
And as my girl has taken to naming everything doubly....Happy Happy came about! He's rather a gentile fellow and rather than "scaring" away the sneaky vegie patch prowlers..he merely asks them politely to move on their way. So far so good Happy Happy!
I do declare that it is a veritable smorgasbord of crafty goodness over here this week.