I’m going to make a bit of a plea here…there comes a moment in every person’s life when they take on a project that actually turns out to be more than they can reasonably manage with their hand-cranking sewing machine, stubby fingers and general bodginess at craft. My moment came when I got most of the way through creating a couple of bunny toys for my niece’s first birthday. Somehow one of the bunnies looked, well, anxious. He was, in fact, an Anxious Bunny. It seems I had managed to transfer my own anxious state of mind onto the face of a stuffed toy. Oh dear.
There is really only one thing to do when you realise you’ve created something that may possibly be the cause of toddler nightmares (or at least a decent phobia of bunnies): spend an entire day photographing, printing, cutting, pasting, stapling and writing a book to accompany the bunnies to their new home.
So that’s what I did. There follows below an homage, if you will, to the high quality of kids telly that permeated through the 80s. Think Rainbow meets Button Moon and Zippy takes Mr. Spoon out for a drinking game on Pigeon Street which gets out of hand and sees someone punching Jamie and his Magic Torch before midnight.
Or, what Germaine Greer would have written if she’d been put in charge of kids telly in the 1980s:
PS I make no apologies for the blurry photos. I could have spent some time making them less blurry using photoshop but that wouldn’t have been true to the tongue-in-cheek nature of the whole enterprise
PPS for those not born in England in the 1970s, or in England at all, google those programs – you won’t regret it. Button Moon was class.