Chuckie is my father’s ventriloquist dummy. My father is not a ventriloquist, but apparently he’d always wanted one. So, a few years back my mother bought one off eBay and gave it to him as a Christmas present. Every now and then my father sits in his arm chair by the front window with the dummy on his lap – as people walk by in the street, the head turns and follows them. And yes, he calls it Chuckie. It’s creepy as hell.
Anyway, when we visited my parents in August, I took Chuckie into the back garden for a photo shoot. He was very accommodating – the perfect model really 🙂