My grouse with stuffed mouse
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I was intending to bring you a report of one of the more unusual activities which took place in downtown Anglo-Jewry on Sunday — dressing up dead mice.
A class in “anthropomorphic mouse taxidermy” featured on the programme at London’s new JW3 centre.
A popular hobby in Victorian times, it is said to be enjoying a revival — useful if you have a deceased rodent or two on your hands.
Devotees apparently keep a stock of little costumes with which to garb their mice and stage them in theatrical scenes.
I was looking forward to seeing someone produce a Tevye the Milkmouse or a davening Rabbi Mousecowitz.
But whether they did, I cannot say because the class leader was nervous about my prospective visit and kiboshed it.
I was cheesed off, of course.