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Name: Fergus McFlannel Occupation: Retired Tree Surgeon Hobbies: Beard braiding, tartan wearing and yelling at squirrels Fergus McFlannel may be small in size, but his personality is taller than a pine tree. He believes that life is too short for plain porridge and dull socks. With a heart as warm as his tartan breeks and a beard that doubles as a storage unit for tiny snacks, Fergus is the life of every cozy gathering. He believes every day is a good day for tartan, flapjacks, and a little flair. -
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Name: Velma von Dazzle Occupation: Vintage Showgirl / Afternoon Tea Aficionado Hobbies: Winking mysteriously, perfecting her scone recipe, causing gentle scandal at the local bingo hall. Velma von Dazzle may have hung up her feather boa, but her flair for drama and leopard print lives on. With a beauty mark sharper than her comebacks and stockings that whisper secrets of the stage, she’s the undisputed queen of charm and cheek. She believes in strong tea, stronger lipstick, and never sitting quietly when there’s a spotlight to be found. With a wink that could melt shortbread and a strut that’s been banned in three tearooms, Velma’s here to serve looks, steal hearts, and sip tea like it’s champagne. Perfect for those who prefer their dolls like their martinis—bold, sparkling, and with just the right twist. -
Name: Benny Bumble Occupation: Amateur Philosopher / Striped Shirt Collector Hobbies: Cloud watching, inventing snacks Benny Bumble is the sunshine after the rain—bold, bright, and always slightly off-beat. With teal hair that says “why not?” (he cut his own fringe and is now rocking an asymmetric bob), and a wardrobe curated entirely by vibes, he’s a walking serotonin boost. He’s never met a rule he didn’t bend or a biscuit he couldn’t improve with sprinkles or chocolate spread. With a head full of ideas and pockets full of nonsense, Benny brings colour to the greyest days. Whether he’s debating whether clouds have names or turning crisps into a four-course meal, one thing’s for sure—Benny doesn’t follow trends, he accidentally starts them. “Fashion icon? No. Style legend? Absolutely. If Pooh can wear a tank top over his expanding tum, so can I.” -
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Name: Petal Plum Don’t let the soft curls and sparkles fool you—Petal once pirouetted out of a family photo because the lighting was “off.” She speaks fluent eyebrow raise, prefers her applause with a side of lemon cake, and can do a perfect arabesque even when emotionally overwhelmed (which is often). Motto: “Grace under pressure? No thanks—I’ll take glitter under spotlight.” “Ballet? Yes. Drama? Always. Crumbs in my tutu? Likely.” – Petal Plum -
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Name: Fern Tickleberry Occupation: badge collector, puddle stomper, dandelion diplomat Fern knows exactly how many ladybirds are in her garden (47, at last count). She’s never met a dandelion she didn’t wish on, and she firmly believes that mud is just nature’s moisturiser. Her braids are strong enough to swing from (don’t try it), and she once won a staring contest with a very determined duck. May contain traces of wild ideas -
Mossby is a forest courier from the Mossmere Postal Guild. He delivers tiny letters, acorn parcels, and the occasional enchanted thistle to all the creatures of the woods and hills. He’s fiercely reliable, a bit forgetful with names, and famous for once outrunning a wild goose with nothing but a jam tart and sheer will. His red satchel is bottomless (sort of)—he once found a full box of Tunnocks Teacakes inside that he didn’t remember packing. Mossby can speak fluent squirrel and carries a notebook full of their slang. Tiny Tale: Last spring, Mossby accidentally delivered a love letter to a grumpy badger instead of the bashful mole it was meant for. The badger was so touched he baked a pie for the sender, the mole fainted, and Mossby ended up officiating a surprise wedding three weeks later—with a pinecone as a ring bearer. -
Retired Headliner of The Golden Thistle Revue Still louder than the lighting rig. Cherry Blaze McBracken was never one for subtle sparkle. With hair like a Highland sunset on fire and boots polished to emergency-signal levels, she didn’t enter a room — she arrived. Her signature number, “Storm Warning in Sequins”, featured dramatic fur flourishes, a wink that could destabilise a stagehand, and a final kick rumoured to register on local seismographs. She blushes constantly — not from shyness, but from sheer enthusiasm. Cherry attacks life like a glittering tornado and fully expects everyone else to keep up. Now retired (allegedly), she spends her days offering unsolicited sparkle advice and rearranging furniture “for dramatic impact.” She insists she’s calmer now. No one agrees. -
Indigo grew up in a bohemian caravan by a Scottish loch, the sensible sibling of Stargazer Osiris and Solstice Breeze (she always felt quietly relieved that her name was only moderately celestial). Despite her free-spirited upbringing, she fell in love with the joy of dance and eventually dazzled audiences across the Highlands. Now retired from the stage, she runs the Morningstar School of Delightful Movement, where former showgirls stretch alongside enthusiastic children. She is known for her moon-silver hair, and her valiant attempts to learn the tuba. Her laugh—an irresistible bubbling giggle—often erupts mid-lesson, mid-tuba-practice, or mid-absolutely-nothing. The children adore her for it and simply call her Indi, which she loves. It sounds friendly, like someone who would help you up after you’ve accidentally cartwheeled into a bin. She is happy, brilliantly talented, and just eccentric enough to keep her life—and everyone around her—delightfully interesting. -
Ruby is a firecracker in a frock, with curls as wild as her stories and a laugh that could wake the village. She’s never met a party she couldn’t liven up—or a cupcake she didn’t think needed more sprinkles. With a heart full of sunshine and a handbag full of snacks, she’s the best kind of chaos. Don’t let the polka dots fool you - Ruby’s got more spice than your granny’s secret chutney. She twirls through life with glitter on her cheeks, sass in her step, and just enough mischief to keep things interesting. Ruby’s life lessons Messy curls, big dreams, zero apologies. Bring the fun, kiss the chaos, and wear the loud skirt. Life’s too short for beige cardigans and boring buns. -
Tilly Twinebraid is the unofficial “fix-it fairy” of Daisyboots Village. If something squeaks, leaks, or wobbles, she’s there in her trusty dungarees before anyone’s even finished saying, “oh bother.” Her toolkit? A teaspoon, a bit of string, and an unshakable belief that “everything’s fixable with tea and optimism.” Her lilac hair, she insists, is from an “accident involving blueberry jam and a windy day,” though no one’s sure if she’s joking. When she’s not mending things, Tilly can be found teaching ducks how to queue properly at the village pond — with mixed results. -
Lola ‘Blaze’ O’Flannery was once the undisputed queen of the midnight finale at the legendary Bonnie Thistle Revue. Famous for her smouldering stare and her habit of tossing orange sequins into the audience ‘for luck’, she brought the house down every night for seventeen glorious years. Her retirement came rather suddenly after an incident involving a fog machine, three stagehands, and a tray of flaming cocktails. Technically the theatre is still standing, but Lola has been politely asked to enjoy the rest of her career elsewhere. These days she can be found swanning around Edinburgh cafés, wearing dramatic ruffles at all times and insisting she’s not retired but merely between standing ovations. Rumour has it she still carries a pocketful of sequins… just in case a sparkly finale is required. -
Miss Tootsie once lit up the velvet stages of Loch Lilt’s Moonlight Cabaret, where she tap-danced in her fabulous silver sequin boots, her magenta curls perfectly coiffed and sassed the spotlight for decades. She now enjoys a quieter life sipping raspberry fizz on her balcony and mentoring the next generation of glitter-loving performers. But every now and then, when the moon hits just right, she gives her boa and her fluffy skirt a shake and hums her old theme tune—“Sparkle ‘Til Sunrise Darlings.” -
Once the twinkling jewel of the Glasgow Empire’s variety stage, Lola McGlimmer was famed for her high kicks, dazzling frocks, and the ability to balance a tray of Irn-Bru on her head mid–jazz hands. After “the Great Sequin Incident of ’92” (still spoken of in hushed tones at stage doors across Scotland), she traded the spotlight for a quieter life. Now based in Edinburgh, she struts down the Royal Mile like it’s her personal catwalk, dazzling tourists with her pearls, her patter, and the occasional impromptu Highland fling. Still sparkling, still sassy, Lola insists that “retired” just means “waiting for the right spotlight.” -
Nova used to be the mysterious biker chick who rolled up to cabaret rehearsals in a cloud of glitter and engine fumes. Her legendary “midnight motorway sing-alongs” are still spoken about in hushed, slightly confused tones. These days, she has swapped the roar of her bike for the soft hum of her oat-milk blender. A proud vegan with a strict “no animal bits, no exceptions” rule, she rocks cruelty-free vegan leather so convincingly that several audience members have mistaken her for a fashion influencer. Nova laughs—the big, unstoppable kind—at absolutely everything: wardrobe malfunctions, tripping up, even her own attempts at yoga (which often end with her tangled in her skirt). She carries her tiny handbag everywhere, claiming it contains “essential items,” though no one’s entirely sure what that means. One thing’s for certain: wherever Nova goes, fun follows like a very sparkly shadow. -
Crystal Frost McFlurry dazzled audiences for seventeen consecutive winters before being gently “encouraged” to retire after the Incident of the Electrified Feather Cape. Born during a surprise sleet storm behind a travelling theatre in Inverness, Crystal rose to fame for her signature move: the Triple Axel Wink — a manoeuvre so powerful it once defrosted an entire theatre heating system. She claims she left the stage voluntarily to “focus on wellness” but insiders whisper she was banned from three dressing rooms after repeatedly replacing the other girls’ setting spray with glitter sealant. Now residing somewhere fabulously drafty, Crystal spends her time sipping chilled prosecco, offering unsolicited life advice, and reminding absolutely everyone that she used to headline. -
Sori Blaze is the #1 superfan of the legendary demon hunter Rumi, but she’s not just about posters and fan chants — she channels her idol’s courage into her own creative battles. By day, Sori is a rising K-pop trainee in the fictional group STΛRL1TE, known for her bold stage presence and powerful vocals. By night, she livestreams as a “fan-hunter,” decoding supernatural clues hidden in Rumi’s demon-hunting diary. She believes every Rumi concert hides a secret message from another realm — and she’s determined to find it. Armed with her enchanted mic (“The Resonator”) and a protective charm necklace made of black beads, she uses music as a weapon to weaken dark forces that feed on fear and doubt. Her signature move? “The Sonic Braid” - she spins her long blue braid like a whip of sound, creating a shockwave that traps demons in a loop of their own echoing lies. -
Once the toast of the tulle-lined stages from Vegas to Blackpool, Glorietta Starluxe still turns heads - and occasionally ankles - on her way to the post office. A legend in sequins and sass, she’s never far from a feather boa or a cheeky prosecco. These days she teaches jazz hands to toddlers and flirts outrageously with the man at the bakery. Ageing? Please. She’s just marinating in glamour. Glorietta exudes that “seen it all, still got it” energy! True glamour never fades, it just becomes more legendary! -
Norbert McSquirrley is the pride of Thistlewick Post, known for his jaunty quiff, brisk whistle, and unstoppable dedication to the morning round - powered entirely by a geometric Scottish breakfast: circular fried egg, square sausage, and a perfectly triangular tattie scone. When he’s not delivering letters (or gossip), you’ll find him photographing drain covers, muttering, 'That’s a fine bit of cast iron craftsmanship, that'. His satchel always carries a spare haggis pakora and a can of Irn Bru 'for balance', and he’s been known to deliver both mail and unsolicited life advice in the same breath. Rain or shine, Norbert keeps Thistlewick ticking - one letter, one quiff flick, and one square sausage at a time. Village Whispers – Thistlewick Gazette Snippet It’s been noted (mainly by Mrs. Pringle at the bakery) that Postie Norbert McSquirrley has been making rather a lot of deliveries to the library lately - none of which appear to contain actual mail. Observers report a suspicious amount of hair-combing and whistling outside the library door, followed by the faint sound of Dolly Parton drifting from within. Miss Morag McTavish (the librarian) insists he’s simply returning overdue books - though sources confirm one of them was titled The Art of Subtle Flirting. -
The library’s caretaker. She’s small, brisk, and always smells faintly of lavender polish. If you hear Dolly Parton echoing through the stacks after hours, that’ll be Miss Morag McTavish doing a wee tidy. She’s been the keeper of Thistlewick’s library keys for as long as anyone can remember (and some say she’s got a spare key to every biscuit tin in the village, too). Her tea must always come with a caramel log - non-negotiable - and she’s been known to classify visitors under 'mildly suspicious' if they dare bring anything else. With a twinkle in her eye and a laugh that could rattle the bookcases, Morag ensures the library stays in perfect order. Loves a good laugh, a tidy shelf, and a strong cuppa. Approach with biscuits and good humour only. Village Whispers – Thistlewick Gazette Snippet It’s been noted (mainly by Mrs. Pringle at the bakery) that Postie Norbert McSquirrley has been making rather a lot of deliveries to the library lately - none of which appear to contain actual mail. Observers report a suspicious amount of hair-combing and whistling outside the library door, followed by the faint sound of Dolly Parton drifting from within. Miss Morag insists he’s simply returning overdue books - though sources confirm one of them was titled The Art of Subtle Flirting. -
(friends call her Nelly C, but only if they dare!) By day, Nell Crumb is the picture of sweetness - pink cardigan, polka-dot dress, and a basket that always smells faintly of sugar glaze. She spends her afternoons at the library, where she insists on reading books in their true form - paper, ink, and the comforting must of age. Her latest obsession is Frankenstein - she says she relates to the monster’s misunderstood heart. But once the sun dips behind the kirkyard, Nell’s thoughts wander to the 'what ifs' - what if her little stitched friends came to life one night? What if she could bake something… sentient? Her guilty pleasure: Greg's yumyums, always in twos - one for now, one for later - she says. (Rumour has it she sometimes keeps the second as an offering to appease the ghosts of old authors.) She’s delightfully odd, a sprinkle of sweetness hiding a fascination with the slightly macabre - and that’s exactly how she likes it. -
Morven McFadden - known locally as Minnow - is Thistlewick’s resident wild swimmer and all-weather daredevil. Rain, hail, or sleet, nothing stops her from diving right in. Locals have given up trying to guess when she’ll appear - one minute she’s sipping tea by the loch, the next she’s halfway across it, laughing like a kelpie on holiday. She claims her 'secret' to staying warm is a combination of oatcakes, stubbornness, and believing she’s part seal on her mother’s side. Her trusty goggles are always within reach, and her deep purple dryrobe flaps dramatically in the wind like a superhero cape. After each swim, she rewards herself with a flask of hot chocolate and a bag of crisps 'for balance', before striding home barefoot, leaving a trail of bravery and biscuit crumbs behind her. -
Beatrice Bloom runs Petal & Polka, Thistlewick’s most fragrant (and mildly chaotic) flower shop. She swears her blooms have personalities - the tulips are gossiping again, and the lilies keep fainting from 'emotional exhaustion'. She wears red shoes for confidence, polka dots for luck, and lipstick as bright as a poppy’s heart. Every morning she gives her flowers a pep talk ('Come on, darlings, let’s bloom like we mean it!'). Beatrice can often be found with a trail of petals behind her, muttering to herself about hydrangeas that refuse to cooperate. The townsfolk adore her - and nobody can stay cross when she arrives with a bouquet that smells like sunshine and second chances. Bea’s Petal & Polka sits just across the cobbled lane from Archie Cogsworth’s Clocktower Workshop. Every morning, the scent of her flowers drifts through his open window, and every afternoon she pops in with a teacup full of petals, insisting they help him focus his inner rhythm. (Tom quietly suspects she just likes the sound of ticking clocks.) -
With a beard full of sawdust and a waistcoat jingling with cogs, he spends his days coaxing life out of the village’s clocks and occasionally muttering about 'temporal hiccups'. No one in Thistlewick quite knows how old Archie is - mostly because he keeps resetting the calendar to whatever feels right. Archie is a little bit steampunk. His glasses are always perched low on his nose and his trusty goggles are rarely off in case he needs to solder something. The pockets of his leather apron are always stuffed with cogs and tools and a jam tart (just in case he needs a snack) His tea goes cold more often than not, and he claims to have invented a time machine once - but it only went back ten minutes, which was handy for topping up the kettle. He has a booming laugh and people hear him long before they see him. Although he’s loud he has a soft side and is known for taking in stray kittens and he now owns four called Noodle Norman, Kebabs Colin, Slippery Patricia and Betty Bobblehat. Beatrice Bloom’s Petal & Polka sits just across the cobbled lane from Archie's Workshop. Every morning, the scent of her flowers drifts through his open window, and every afternoon she pops in with a teacup full of petals, insisting they help him focus his inner rhythm. (Tom quietly suspects she just likes the sound of ticking clocks.) -
This tiny icon is inspired by Lieutenant Nyota Uhura, or simply Uhura, a fictional character in the Star Trek series. In the original television series, the character was played by Nichelle Nichols, who also reprised the role for the first six Star Trek feature films. -
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This tiny icon is inspired by the Klingon warrior and Starfleet officer Worf, a fictional character in the Star Trek franchise. In the Star Trek: Next Generation television series, the character was portrayed by actor Michael Dorn, who also reprised the role for several of the Star Trek feature films. Here the outfit is inspired by what Worf wore in Deep Space Nine. -
This tiny icon is inspired by Yayoi Kusama (born 1929), who is a world-renowned Japanese contemporary artist. Although she makes lots of different types of art - paintings, sculptures, performances and installations - she is famous for her immersive infinity rooms, polka-dotted environments and prolific use of pumpkins. -
Meet Lorelei who studied fashion and textiles at the London College of Fashion. Having recently finished her degree she is now considering setting up her own label. Now living in Brighton, she loves the Drag Queens who come to her for one of a kind outfits and is always glad to take their tips on hair and makeup. There is nothing she likes better than raking round second hand shops for vintage fabrics which she then repurpose into unique garments She is always a flamboyant dresser and it is not unusual for her to be seen wearing multi layered tulle skirts trimmed with studded leather or fringe. - even when just popping out for some plant milk She has an infectious laugh and her hair is usually a prominent feature in her appearance. Lorelei doesn’t seem to mind when passers by stare and often take photos of her to show their friends. She lives in a small flat near the railway station and shares it with two rabbits called Benedict Cumberbunny and Rabbit de Niro Her hobbies are hot yoga and she has a penchant for collecting obscure German pottery. Lorelei has bright pink hair and comes with her own little suitcase. She has bead joints in her arms and legs which allow her to be posed
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