MEANWHILE IN CORNWALL
...the Christmas spirit is alive and wearing a tutu.
(Thanks to Claire Martin)
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...the Christmas spirit is alive and wearing a tutu.
(Thanks to Claire Martin)
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Where's his slippers?
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 20, 2006 at 01:13 PM
Total snork at: He got a few odd looks but if someone is offering to buy you a sausage roll you don’t say no.
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 20, 2006 at 01:15 PM
"He first appeared in Warren’s Bakery in Helston when he spent £40 on pies and pasties for every customer."
I thought 'pasties' was a typo, until I looked at the picture.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:18 PM
He's wearing a wedding ring...
Can I have a moment of silence for his poor wife....
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:19 PM
*SNORK* @ the entire frigging United Kingdom.
We think we make 'em crazy here, but then you see an article like this. Jennifer Willbanks has got nothing on this guy.
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 20, 2006 at 01:20 PM
"i'll have a pasty without so much dragon in it, thank you"
Posted by: insomniac | November 20, 2006 at 01:23 PM
I noticed the wedding ring, too, Annie. And the tatoo. Yikes.
Posted by: MOTW | November 20, 2006 at 01:23 PM
DAD!
Posted by: baligurl | November 20, 2006 at 01:23 PM
It's a small island. Must be the inbreeding...
Posted by: Hammond Rye | November 20, 2006 at 01:24 PM
It's a small island. Must be the inbreeding...
Posted by: Hammond Rye | November 20, 2006 at 01:24 PM
*snork* @ baligurl!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:27 PM
That outfit is a bit much, but the idea is nice. May I suggest a regular Santa suit? Or maybe a waxing kit?
Posted by: wingpup | November 20, 2006 at 01:27 PM
Actually pasties is a type of meat pie, sort of pot pie thing. So he was buying them lunch not paste on covers. :)
Anyway, still pretty funny. But I guess if some guy was buying the whole place lunch, I wouldn't say no.
Posted by: kittypaws | November 20, 2006 at 01:28 PM
That jerk's giving away my inheritance! *Saddles up, grabs slingshot, and water wings for the horse*
Posted by: baligurl | November 20, 2006 at 01:30 PM
i cannot believe you chics are so hard up that you noticed the hairy fairy's marital status. wonders if he has a single brother.
Posted by: crossgirl | November 20, 2006 at 01:31 PM
*Wonders if those sausage rolls are made from Dragons?*
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 20, 2006 at 01:32 PM
....so fairy
'Cross the Mersey
Watch this man's
Deep pink plie
I hear he pays..
Posted by: Stevie W | November 20, 2006 at 01:33 PM
but from the photo he doesn't look any hairier than other guys I know-- granted they aren't Christmas fairies, so maybe that is different.
Posted by: Jemmy | November 20, 2006 at 01:34 PM
crossgirl - trust me, I'm not THAT desperate, no matter what Siouxie's told you. Just pitying the poor soul who's married to him. And laughing, just a bit, too.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:38 PM
Jemmy - you are NOT tricking me into looking at the eyesore again.
For a fairy,
He is hairy.
You couldn't pay me enough to tinker his bell.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:39 PM
really, if this guy walked up to you in say, a Starbucks and wanted to pay for your grande and a scone, would you really let him? i don't think so. it's not that i'm totally untrusting of strangers, but this guy is way stranger than most.
Posted by: wickedwitch | November 20, 2006 at 01:39 PM
You all laugh and scoff, but who among you would say no to a sausage roll offered by a hairy fairy? Huh? That's what I thought.
Posted by: casey | November 20, 2006 at 01:41 PM
casey,
Me.
Posted by: blurk | November 20, 2006 at 01:44 PM
ww - agreed. I had a guy in line behind me offer to pay my bill at Macy's once. It was valentine's day. I was in the men's dept. I was buying red silk boxers for my boyfriend. Helloooooo!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:45 PM
*sigh* all the good ones are taken.
and anyone, anywhere, wants to pick up my starbucks tab is more than welcome.
Posted by: crossgirl | November 20, 2006 at 01:46 PM
sheesh...just a little wax, a few
monthsyears in the gym and a shopping spree with the queer eye dude and he's almost Tom Cruise, Annie.Posted by: Siouxie | November 20, 2006 at 01:47 PM
Who needs a hairy sausage roll when you have Dora and Hello Kitty?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:47 PM
Just trying to be friendly, Annie. Nothing untoward.....
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 20, 2006 at 01:50 PM
Not trying to trick you Annie, really-- I used to work in the wardrobe dept of a theatre and I have seen a LOT hairier. But none of them wore tutus. Some called themselves fairies, but they may have meant something else.
Posted by: Jemmy | November 20, 2006 at 01:53 PM
I have seen women larger than him wearing that tube top. I have seen school girls wearing the tutu and the fairy wings. I have even seen halloween costumes with that "stripper wig." The thing I want to know is where, oh where, did he find those socks? Now those are scary!!!
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | November 20, 2006 at 01:53 PM
If you put him in the context of british fashion (yes, an oxymoron), he's not so bad.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 20, 2006 at 01:58 PM
Bill at Macy's?
He was so good as Bea Arthur's husband on "Maude."
Posted by: stevie w | November 20, 2006 at 02:17 PM
Fairies have stomachs too, you know?
His is just a bit healthy........
Posted by: leemedia | November 20, 2006 at 02:40 PM
I LOVE him! 'Cmon, he's got to be fun to hang with.
Posted by: Lorrie | November 20, 2006 at 03:16 PM
Tutu fruity!
Who's your doody?
Tutu fruity!
Who's your doody?
Tutu fruity!
Who's your doody?
Tutu fruity!
Who's your doody?
Tutu fruity!
Who's your doody?
A wop bop a lula
A wop bam boo!
Posted by: Stevie W | November 20, 2006 at 04:04 PM
Did anyone make it to the end of the story where it says, "The next day he showed up at Morrisons supermarket in Penzance where he paid for the contents of several shoppers’ trollies — including a disabled pensioner?"
This leads me to the question, "What was a disabled pensioner doing in a shoppers trolly (that's a shopping cart in English) and how much does one cost anyway?"
Posted by: AlanBoss | November 20, 2006 at 11:19 PM
stevie...I have a case of deja-tu tu?
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 07:34 AM
it was Pirate fm...check this out: http://www.piratefm.co.uk/features.asp#0
Posted by: tomo | December 05, 2006 at 04:11 PM