Friday, November 13th 2009

Heartbeat: Australian Style OR What to do when your daughter borrows a puppet theatre

Originally posted August 28th, 2008

Last toy library day we borrowed a sizeable puppet theatre and ten puppets of differing sexes and occupations. Keira demanded a proper show. I tried, but quickly gave up. She was bored. I was bored. I couldn’t think up of a ‘nice’ story to tell.

Bad news for someone who tries to do this sort of thing for a living, eh?

Until I looked at the puppets in a different way. MY way.

I gave up trying to tell something for a ‘child’, but something I’d like to listen to as well.

This is what came to me:

puppets

 The show opened with Farmer Dave going to hospital in a serious condition after being bitten by a Funnel Web Spider. A pretty standard kind of injury, perhaps, for a outdoorsy kind of fellow, but not Dave.

You see, he’s an agoraphobic hydroponic black tomato farmer who hasn’t been seen outside his series of greenhouses in years.

Worse, he arrives at the hospital saying that he’s been the victim of an attempted murder; that the only way a spider – or any creature large or small – could get into his place was if they were deliberately placed there. And Farmer Dave is pointing the finger straight at someone – Ms. Greensbottom, his neighbour, local primary school teacher and, until recently, his mistress. Dave secretly thinks the break up has mentally unhinged his rather flightly former love, who would do anything to jeopardise his potential reconciliation to his wife, Florence, who sells Avon.

Dave whispers into the ear of the local policeman his suspicions and accusations and the policeman – Marv, local yard glass beer drinking champion, once upon a time – promises to do a discrete investigation.

{This is as far as I got before I got very thirsty and begged for a break. My daughter, caught up in the [cleaner version] of the narrative, said, “No! No! More!”}

For the life of me though, I don’t know how to include this character. He calls himself ‘The Doctor’. I call him by his real name: Kevin Rudd, MD.

Dr Kevin Rudd

 I am here to heal you

  

medium shot

You can trust me

 

closeup

Just look into my eyes 

  

extreme closeup!

 Deeper…

 

Kevin Rudd

I will help Australian working families.

I haven’t decided whether ‘The Doctor’ will be the hero or the villain yet.

What say you?

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10 Comments on “Heartbeat: Australian Style OR What to do when your daughter borrows a puppet theatre”

1
Jean-Luc Picard (272 comments.)
November 13th, 2009
7:44 am

The last photo looks like a lifelike puppet.

2
Super Sarah
November 13th, 2009
8:19 am

*snort* now I am desperate to know how it ends, is KRudd MD good or bad? Does he administer the wrong antidote to conspiracist Farmer Dave? Does his crazy mistress go on a rampage?

3
Veronica (82 comments.)
November 13th, 2009
11:49 am

I’m with Kiera, more please!

4
Sarah (1 comments.)
November 13th, 2009
3:04 pm

Aah, what a classic! Good stuff…

5
bluntpencil
November 13th, 2009
4:46 pm

I reckon Kevin starts off as a good guy, winning everyone’s heart with his good deeds and his promises to keep the town healthy. But somewhere along the way, other things distract him from fulfilling his promises.

6
faith (10 comments.)
November 13th, 2009
5:31 pm

Well, I’m not sure about Rudd but I reckon you’re th hero of this story!

7
Karen (Miscellaneous Mum) (68 comments.)
November 15th, 2009
2:02 pm

LOL – okay I’ll file this as a “might do something with it later” :)

8
PlanningQueen (52 comments.)
November 15th, 2009
9:55 pm

The resemblance is uncanny!

9
Maxine (13 comments.)
November 17th, 2009
6:54 am

What I love about these puppets is that they are ALL DIFFERENT COLOURS! This is so rare, even these days. Bravo to the toy library.

10
Jo
November 19th, 2009
3:57 pm

I like this!
Amazing the resemblance!!

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