To be honest with you, I'm pretty tired of my Christmas village. It was kind of fun building it up over the years, but somehow it seems to lack a certain something these days. So I decided to remake it into something a little beyond Dickensian. Behold the Whitechapel edition of a Dickens Village:
Posted by Velociman at December 24, 2007 10:40 AM
One will of course notice Jack the Ripper standing over his latest victim, a slain prostitute, while a drunken bobbie stands oblivious in the doorway of the church. In the foreground a waifish 12-year-old whore propositions a couple for some three-way action. The balloons were a discreet Edwardian symbol of debauchery, I
made up am told.
Ain't this mo bettah? I wish I had more figures. A pilloried sneakthief would be nice, and perhaps a tavern brawl spilled into the filthy coal-begrimed alley.
But then I wouldn't have anything to work on next year, now would I?