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…my true love brought to me Four thrown-off frocks, three strange friends, two purple gloves and a chicken in a dread tree.

These four chums threw away their beautiful and very useful black robes, sorry Rae! (Rae made the frocks for the Dedes, so they got bodies). And now they are sitting once again heads only on their sticks, just as  they were invented. Three of them seem to be very happy to be No bodies again. Only Bad Conscience, the one in the front, looks uncomfortable. But why do they bring me their frocks? Does this mean they want to slip back into oblivion. Do I push them too hard?

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…my true love brought to me three strange friends, two purple gloves and a chicken in a dead tree.

Three strange friends? What is this about? Aren’t all friends strange to some degree? One of this crowd is obviously severely depressed and they found the skeleton in my closet. Maybe they want to remind me of one of the Dede’s mottoes: Embrace Diversity! Or maybe it is a hint I should appreciate my friends more!

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…of Christmas my true love brought to me Two Purple Gloves and a Chicken in a Dead Tree.

Now I am even more bamboozled. They obviously didn’t put much thought into their selection of presents or who is going to deliver them. Isn’t the bunny totally out of season? Also, in the original song, the second present was “two turtle doves”. Doves are the symbol of peace. The gloves and the rabbit’s posture looks more like fighting stance to me. He looks very determined, too.

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Chicken in a dread tree

 

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…my true love brought to me A chicken in a dead tree. Now this should make you think. In the original song of Twelve Days of Christmas, a partridge in a pear tree was given. First of all, I am happy it is not a dead chicken in a tree. But what could the Dedes mean by giving me a chicken in a dead tree? What are they trying to tell me?

 

alien readingprayer book

Many people will say Merry Christmas today. I prefer it to Season Greetings or Happy Holidays or whatever the current political correct greeting is. Even though I am not religious. It certainly doesn’t hurt to stop and think about what formed our culture.  Here Alien is reading in one of my priced heirlooms: a prayer book that was given to my grandmother by her grandmother in 1909. Good on him.

potatoes growing

Last year around this time the Dedes got serious about their Artist’s Survival Cookbook. As it is published now, they are searching for a theme for their next book. Devil for example would love to write an anti-bullying book called The Revenge of the Nobodies. Remember the Dedes were originally conceived as heads only, as “No bodies”. Devil is chuffed with the title he thought up, but that is as far as he got. Others picked up on Pig’s idea. He was sick of flour-and-water half way through the last book and suggested 101 ways with potatoes. The longer the Dedes worked on the Artitst’s Survival Cookbook the more puppets sided with Pig. As a precaution, Foxy Lady planted a potato patch a few weeks back and is dilligently tending it. You never know the potato book might be the winning idea.

Does anyone else have any ideas what the Dedes could do?

crumpets and chamber maid

Sometimes I have the feeling the Dedes are the only ones that use their cookbook. But then I got this really lovely email yesterday about the launch event

Thanks for iniviting me to the launch of the Artist’s Survival Cookbook. It was a fantastic idea to have guests try making the recipes and my 8yr old son had a ball. Being of Italian descent it was great to have my son making and then eating his own pasta. The experience was so successful that I understand Santa is bringing him a pasta maker this year.

So we have at least one young convert. I would say that was a mission accomplished :)

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Mouse, the practical one, suggested we should do another project together.  That always helps. Something along the lines of the Super Dede competition we did leading up to Christmas three years ago. We always have brilliant times when we work together and all our differences seem forgotten. Of course this year we are a bit late and Christmas is already upon us. We won’t be able to pull anything off before the 25th. Then someone suggested the Dedes could recreate the  famous english Christmas carol “Twelve Days of Christmas.” It has such a catchy tune and as the lyrics are so dada, it fits the Dedes to a tee. I am pretty sure you know the carol: it starts off with “On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me one partridge in a pear tree” and then it continues for twelve days and every day the true love brings a new present, such as maids a milking or pipers piping, as well as all the   previous ones. So the list gets longer and longer.

Mouse printed out the lyrics and here is the original list of presents:

  • A Partridge in a Pear Tree
  • Two Turtle Doves
  • Three French Hens
  • Four Calling Birds
  • Five Golden Rings
  • Six Geese a Laying
  • Seven Swans a Swimming
  • Eight Maids a Milking
  • Nine Ladies Dancing
  • Ten Lords a Leaping
  • Eleven Pipers Piping
  • 12 Drummers Drumming

According to various sources on the internet the song has a catholic background and the gifts refer to some features from the bible. For example, the four calling birds are four apostles. Other sources say it has french roots and that catholics appropriated it when they weren’t allowed to practise openly in England between mid 1500 and 1800.  Anyway, the Dedes had the idea to bring all these gifts to the readers as they wanted to give something back. But when they saw what they have to organise their excitement plummeted. For example, they could organise eight maids to do the milking, but they only have one cow. Where would they get a partridge or swans? We don’t have any of those in the Dede community. When they looked on the internet to find where they can source everything, they found out that each year since 1984 PNC Wealth Management calculates how much it costs to buy all the presents mentioned in the song (Christmas price index). In 2015 the cost amounted to a whooping $154,000 US dollars (compared to $61,000 in 1984). Needless to say, the Dedes can’t afford to buy them and what would we do with a partridge in a pear tree anyway.

In the meantime, they have spent so much time on the research that they don’t want to let go of the idea and last night I found them huddling over the list discussing alternatives. I am curious!

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No, no, no, I am not talking about Devil. He will stay my friend forever. No, I am talking about the old dunger of a mobile phone, my trusted Nokia. I actually loved that thing. As I am sitting in front of the computer all day, every day, I only needed the mobile to send some text messages. For example: “leaving now” or “there in 10 mins”. Everything else could wait. It is actually quite nice to ride on the bus and watch the people around you, and not being tempted to look at emails or the internet. The trusted Nokia was a hand-me down and now I got a new hand-me-down that takes me into the smart phone era. Uhuuuuh. I gratefully accepted the gift, as I can now add instagram to the mix. Devil and I looked at how it all works this afternoon but we weren’t very successful. We had a battle with the mobile and with instagram and with each other. The worst was sharing the images on facebook. We haven’t figured that one out yet, should be easy really…. Anyway, in the end it was too much for Devil. You know how it is when two people who think they know what they are doing, but in fact don’t, try to use the same device. Finally he let me figure it out on my own and wandered off into the garden to watch the grass grow. But when he came back and I was still tearing my hair out, he decided he’d better put the trusted Nokia in a safe place. Who knows. Good on him!

devil shaking hands

I can assure you, the Dedes are wrong, I wasn’t slack in the past months. I just had an energy-sucker of a job. I have recently resigned from this absolute terrible workplace. Let me rephrase that, the job as such wasn’t terrible, to be honest it was my dream job. I loved the students and every minute of teaching, but the school was suffering from a bullying culture, created by a bunch of alcoholics. One of them also showed very strong signs of a cluster B personality disorder. I only realised how much the situation sucked me dry – particularly my creativity – once I had resigned. It was an, how can I say that… “interesting” experience and I am surprised that I got to my age without having come across such a dysfunctional workplace before. Unfortunately I am very loyal person and often stick around longer than I should, because I so believe I can make a difference. Not!

Okay this was my rant for the day!

I hope the Dedes understand now why they have been a little neglected lately. And they were right, they didn’t get as much attention as they deserved. My first peace offering to them was, that I set up a new zazzle product for sale: An apron with the image of  Milky Bar Devil presenting his delicious hamburger bun – the cover shot of The Artist’s Survival Cookbook. My old mate Devil got all emotional after he’d realised I am back on board. He shook my hand and said we should renew our pact. I didn’t know we had one!

Artist's Survival Apron
Artist's Survival Apron by dededesign
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