Brrrr! Is it cold where you are?
Last night, we attended a bonfire/tree burning party. We didn't have an old Christmas tree to burn, but felt the need to take something to throw on the fire.
Cue a bit of history from the English husband. He grew up with Guy Fawkes celebrations and the burning of effigies. So, it made perfect sense to him to create a GUY for the Christmas tree burn.
While I napped and watched crap TV, Steven created his GUY from old clothes, cardboard boxes, wood scraps, staples and anything else that might be hanging around the house.
And, what better for a head than an old deflated soccer ball?
Since GUY was wearing Sir's clothes, he ended up being a full size GUY. He was so big and so rigid that we had to put the seats down in our car for his ride over to the party.
(wouldn't you freak out if you woke up and saw this guy staring at you?)
The party was good fun, and I think GUY had a good time until his ultimate demise. We even had a few snowflakes fall on us as we sat around the fire.
While I thaw out, I thought you might enjoy GUY's moment of glory:
Steven said he thought it was quite difficult to create a GUY, and totally understood why God rested on day seven.