Welcome To My Nightmare

Mrs C bought a box containing a doll’s head, arms and feet from the car boot sale yesterday. How nice, I thought, she’s planning on making a little dolly.
How wrong could I be. This is the sight that greeted me when I got up this morning. A disembodied head with glowing eyes.
Apparently, this is only the start of a creative project that will also include sundry limbs, dead leaves and moss. I shudder to think what goes through her mind sometimes!
Though I only have myself to blame for this one. Because it was me who spotted the box of doll parts for sale. And then made the mistake of telling her about it when I returned to our stall…