barby head

there was a lady watching me taking this picture.  i wasn’t sure whether she was discusted or amused.  perhaps it was her barbie ?  either way i made haste and went about my business.

poor old barbie head.  once a beauty with beautiful hair, then a waif with dreadlocks, and now …  well, we don’t know as she’s not there any more.  we’ll need to do some more searching down the streets, but i fear the bin men ‘moved’ her in to their lorry. 

oh dear

here she was a couple of days ago (seen by flash light at night)

we rolled her head over and there she was still smiling away with her lovely makeup on

her beautiful hair is a frozen lump.

esther went out in search of the barbie head yesterday evening with my camera and came back with these fantastic shots of barbie emerging from the ice.  she was very pleased.  and so was esther

when we got back later in the evening we tracked her down again and her whole head was revealed, although her hair was still trapped below.  this picture was taken by torchlight

and it turns out it’s a very special time for barbie at the moment

well, what with sunday’s excitement of watching the poor barbie head making its way down the hill, we woke yesterday to find the street covered in deep snow.  we went out to see if we could locate her, but this is as close as we got.  the lump was actually a leaf

later in the day a group of yooves arrived and started a giant snow ball fight.  no problem there except they were in the exact vicinity of the barbie head

luckily they didn’t spot her, or if they did, they left her where she lay (“they wouldn’t let it lie”, except they did).

we went out about 5pm as it was getting dark and there she was in the now melting snow

kezia carefully kicked her over with her great big boots to reveal her still smiling face

we’ve expecting more snow and certainly freezing temperatures overnight, so we’ll have to see how she fairs.  her hair certainly isn’t as nice as it once was