Attention s’il vous plait! If you’re looking for the sock monsters, I’m afraid they’ve all upped sticks and moved over to Picky Miss. This whole announcement is a hyperlink, so just click on the text and repeat after me: There’s no place like home…


Just one look at that fiery flamey hair will tell you… He’s a firestarter. Twisted firestarter. We-ell, OK maybe he isn’t. But he’d sure like to be. Or she. Who knows? And how do you tell, anyway?Fiery

£21 : Contact me for details

Oh hey, it’s me! If you looked as good as this monster, and your depth perception was minimal, wouldn’t you spend all your time in front of a mirror?

SOLD : sorry

Oh noes! Honestly, you turn your back for a minute round here and…

dinosaur attack
Don’t worry, it looks worse than it was. Rest assured that the sock-dog was unharmed, Spinosaurus severely punished, and T-Rex made to sit on the stairs for five minutes for encouraging the naughtiness. “We only meant it as a joke” indeed…

There are holes appearing in my CD collection.  I wondered if I had Music Moths, but last night I caught the culprit.  Here he is in the full glare of the flashbulb. Grr.


This greedy little sock monster has now been secured, and is in need of a new home. In this house, there are some things you just don’t mess with. With the right care, I’m sure his appetite could be managed.

£16: contact me for details. Quickly.

It’s Halloween, and it isn’t just the ghouls and beasties knocking at your door for sweeties you should be worried about.  What’s under your bed?  What’s that scraping sound?  Are you sure you locked the cat-flap?  Beware, beware, for tonight the ZOMBIE SOCKS come out to play!  Keep your toes under the covers everyone…

Braaaaains, BRAAAAAINS!

Braaaaains, BRAAAAAINS!

Lola and her friends had been partying all night.  The last she could remember was a suggestion involving meeting a pair of tights in some tequila bar… she had no idea where the other monsters had got to.Uh-oh

Lola has now been rehomed for her own good.