I lined up an orange and some cloves for the Doctor thinking that this would be an ace old school Christmas crafty activity to do with him. A heavily scented orange pomander, those scents are what Christmas is made of, well for me at least. It was to be a meditation of sorts. Big fat fail for me because the cloves hurt his little fingers and proved very difficult for him to push into the thick skin of l'orange.
I wound up doing most of it then the Doctor decided to art direct me, and well my cloves were breaking and what happened to my patience, so this is our new age orange pomander. He smells nice. He has a big fat combover. What more could you want for Christmas?
And yet again, dear Blogger has revolutionised my images by rotating them. Thank you no-good Blogger. HMPH!
