Mimbleberry Whinfrey has taken up lodgings in a small cupboard in my garage. He used to live in a shop in Nairn named Burnett and Forbes. He secretly helped out by pushing hard to reach items into the hands of tiptoed customers stretching to grab the latest trend. Then, one day, he pushed the wrong thing off a shelf and knocked a customer clean out. The shop keeper thought he was a rat and chased him from the shop with a broom stick. Mimbleberry decided retail wasn't his thing and decided to move on. After a long journey he finally settled in my garage and strangely enough I have an old enamel sign from said shop. What a coincidence!
Mimbleberryhas a poseable mouth and his hands and feet have been weighted with ball bearings.
9 1/2" tall when sitting.
The Rottensocks family are works of art and not toys and as such not suitable for young children. They may not withstand the rigours of child play so are only suitable for mild cuddling and meaningful conversation. These monsters may have loose threads, wonky bits and bad stitching but this is all part of the character… They are Rottensocks after all.