#Hunca Munca

[bonfires-n-hares]

Hunca Munca spring cleaning from The Tale of Two Bad Mice by Beatrix Potter, 1904 (source)

#spring cleaning #hunca munca #beatrix potter #nostalgia #march #spring time

[mice-rats-daily]

Today’s mouse is Hunca Munca, a character by Beatrix Potter!

#mouse #hunca munca #beatrix potter

[dancingsalome]

Trailer: Tales of Beatrix Potter

Though this movie has nothing to do with Christmas, it was still aired on Swedish television around that time for many years. So for me this is, and will always be, one of my most beloved Christmas movies.

#youtube #beatrix potter #the tales of beatrix potter #ballet #ballet movie #peter rabbit #pigling bland #hunca munca #jeremy fisher #tom thumb #squirrel nutkin #christmas #christmas movies #jemima puddleduck #mrs tiggy winkle

[piermanwalter]

Let’s pay respects to Hunca-Munca the Original Mousegirl.

#beatrix potter #mice #hunca-munca is the mitochondrial eve of all mousegirls

[darksouls2yuri]

i remember so clearly that as a child i had a visceral need to eat the food in the tale of two bad mice i wanted to eat that dollhouse food so bad

i saw this as a kid and needed it so so bad

#txt #i had both the vhs tapes and some of the illustrated stories but the tale of two bad mice was so so ingrained in me #my grandma called me hunca munca whenever i was getting into things

[cambriancutie]

hunca munca

[theloverstomb]

what if my name was hunca munca and your name was tom thumb and we raided a dollhouse together. and we were both mice

#<3 #l #the tale of two bad mice #beatrix potter

[gothedrals]

I am very passionate about hunca munca

#g

[nancypullen]

Monday, Monday

Oh, I can’t wait for the day when Monday no longer means Mickey dragging down the hallway to sit in front of a screen all day.  He’s good at his job, and most days he actually enjoys it (that might be stretching the truth a bit), but he’s a little over a year from retirement and the grind is getting to him.  I bite my tongue and do not point out that he doesn’t fight traffic, he doesn’t even have to put pants on if he doesn’t feel like it, and his lovely assistant provides a delicious and nutritious lunch every day. He’s got it better than a lot of people, but no one wants to hear that when you’ve worked since your teens and you’re ready to relax and reap the benefits of all that hard work. In other words, Mondays around here are still a bummer.  I try not to be too chipper and I made Monday my bathroom cleaning and laundry day just so I can suffer a little in sympathy.  I probably have a better time cleaning toilets than he does at his desk.  In other news, it was raining Etsy boxes at my house today.

  I’ve used all but about three dollars of my gift certificates and I think I chose wisely.  Garden stuff, hobby stuff, a little jewelry, and this little mouse came all the way from the UK.

Now she’s here to keep my art room tidy.   Anyone recognize her? That’s Hunca Munca from Beatrix Potter’s  A Tale of Two Bad Mice.  She and her husband, Tom Thumb, left their mousehole because the temptation of a dollhouse was just too much.  Once inside the dollhouse they were so disappointed that all of the delicious-looking food was fake that they made quite a mess. SHe felt awful about it and now very early every morning Hunca Munca tidies the dollhouse before anyone wakes.  I’m hoping she’ll do the same around here. If not, at least she makes me smile.

And in the name of tidying up, I’ve been trying to make the most of the pantry space and get it organized.  This was the vision I had...

Yeahhhh, I don’t have that kind of pantry.

I have a long way to go, but I’ve labeled areas so I can start placing similar items in groups and eventually I’ll have lots of pretty baskets ad labeled containers.  But for right now it looks like this.

That’s just one corner. I also have sections for table linens, small appliances, baking stuff, and so on. It’s not pretty yet, but it’s functional.  Even though it’s not pretty, I have to admit that I love opening the doors and seeing Ina Garten smiling at me.

Right now I’m really wishing I’d painted the walls behind those ugly metal shelves.  You know darn well I’d paint them a soft, pale pink and make it all girly. Great, now I’m thinking pink and you know once I get it in my head....Mickey will hate hearing this idea.  I’d also love to replace those wire/metal shelves with some dark stained wood.  Bet he’ll fight me on that.  You all already know I’m going to have a pink pantry with dark shelves, right?   Anywayyyy, big weekend coming up.  The Edgewaters are escaping for a romantic weekend and that means that Little Miss is staying with us.  I’m brainstorming some fun stuff for us to do, but entertainment will not be a problem - my sister is driving over on Saturday morning!  She’s down from Maine for the winter and she wants to pop in and see us.  Actually, she wants to giggle with the grandgirl and I think it will be a hoot to see that her Grancy has a sister.  I’ll tell her we’re like Elsa and Anna except very, very old.  I’m sure the three of us can stir up some fun.

That said, here’s my quandary.  The Miss Universe pageant is Saturday night.  You know how I am about that particular event.  I’ve been doing my research, getting glimpses of national costumes, hoping for a peek at evening gowns.  I’m excited.  So, do I turn it on and let the grandgirl stay up past her bedtime to see princesses from around the world?  If I do that, there will be running commentary.  Also, her parents may not want her watching a pageant. Do I record it and watch it Monday night after we return her to her rightful owners?  I’d have to be very careful not to watch or read any news that might spoil it.  Does this seem frivolous - yes, of course. Would I give up pageants forever for weekends with her? Absolutely. But this is my Super Bowl and I enjoy the heck out of it.  I’m thinking I’ll play it safe and watch it on Monday.   I really don’t need her telling her parents that she stayed up and watched a show where women walked around in swimsuits in exchange for a big diamond crown. Mmmkay, I think I’ll head upstairs and take a bubble bath.  The mister is watching the Georgia-Texas game, apparently this is a big one.  If I go take a bath now I can stay upstairs and turn that tv to murder.  Either that or I can browse pink paint samples for the pantry.  Mickey will probably consider that a crime. Hope you’ve had a pleasant Monday.  If not, then I’m glad it’s over. May the rest of your week be surprisingly fun. Stay safe, stay well. XOXO, Nancy

[jimhair]

When my daughter was 5 we had two kittens Hunca Munca and Hamantashen https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpg2jzFOfyR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bitchencrafter]

[morestarsplease]

You are *extremely* good at cat names. If it’s not too much trouble, can you please post a pic of Georgie Porgie Pie and Hunca Munca? I must behold them.

- oldwizardboots

Zero idea from when this is from (sorry!) but George is the big one and hunny is the lil calico 💖

[lastchancevillagegreen]

Monday, 23 October 2023:

Hunca Munca Haley (Graveface) (released 13 October 2023)

Haley used to be known as Haley Bonar who has released any number of albums since 2001. She legally changed her name to Haley McCallum (her mother's maiden name) and then she changed her professional name to the shortened single moniker of Haley (technically HALEY). Her first album under her (sort of) new name was 2018's Pleasureland and it carried the concept of change even further by being an instrumental only album.

This is her first new album in five years (she did have a baby during that time period) and it captured my attention because she returns to Graveface Records, a severely indie imprint that once upon a time I was obsessed with, buying virtually anything that appeared on the label. That is how I discovered Haley's 2011 album Golder and the follow-up Last War which came out in 2014 and was my Album of The Year that year. That follow-up, 2016's Impossible Dream didn't overwhelm me, but that would have been a difficult task considering how crazy I was for Last War.

For those not aware, Hunca Munca is a mouse, a character from Beatrix Potter's book The Tale of Two Bad Mice. Above you see the album cover with a hype sticker. Since I won't remove the shrink wrap, I can't show you a photo of what the cover looks like without that bar code. Graveface did a nice job making the hype flush with the cover so it still looks representative of that cover. Furthermore, that cover (and the back) painting are credited to Herman Mint. That is a pseudonym Bonar uses for her artwork. (I prefer the painting found on Pleasureland to this painting, but that's just me.)

Below you can see the hype sticker in closer detail. (Not that it was mystifying, but I took the shot, so I'm using the shot.)

Below is the insert that is included in the album. The back of the insert is white so I didn't bother shooting a photo of it.

The album comes on hot pink vinyl and you can see my two photos of that bright color below.

The labels for both sides of the record can be found below.

And thank you, Rafael.

[timetravelboutique]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Vintage 1951 Beswick England HUNCA MUNCA Beatrix Potter Mouse Figurine.

[proxylynn]

Can Jack tell us a good bedtime story?

Jack: Are you having trouble falling asleep? Sorry to hear that. This is one Lynn showed me. This is The Tale of Two Bad Mice.

ONCE upon a time there was a very beautiful doll's-house; it was red brick with white windows, and it had real muslin curtains and a front door and a chimney. IT belonged to two Dolls called Lucinda and Jane; at least it belonged to Lucinda, but she never ordered meals. Jane was the Cook; but she never did any cooking, because the dinner had been bought ready-made, in a box full of shavings. THERE were two red lobsters and a ham, a fish, a pudding, and some pears and oranges. They would not come off the plates, but they were extremely beautiful. ONE morning Lucinda and Jane had gone out for a drive in the doll's perambulator. There was no one in the nursery, and it was very quiet. Presently there was a little scuffling, scratching noise in a corner near the fireplace, where there was a hole under the skirting-board. Tom Thumb put out his head for a moment, and then popped it in again. Tom Thumb was a mouse. AMINUTE afterwards, Hunca Munca, his wife, put her head out, too; and when she saw that there was no one in the nursery, she ventured out on the oilcloth under the coal-box. THE doll's-house stood at the other side of the fire-place. Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca went cautiously across the hearthrug. They pushed the front door—it was not fast. TOM THUMB and Hunca Munca went upstairs and peeped into the dining-room. Then they squeaked with joy! Such a lovely dinner was laid out upon the table! There were tin spoons, and lead knives and forks, and two dolly-chairs—all so convenient! TOM THUMB set to work at once to carve the ham. It was a beautiful shiny yellow, streaked with red. The knife crumpled up and hurt him; he put his finger in his mouth. "It is not boiled enough; it is hard. You have a try, Hunca Munca." HUNCA MUNCA stood up in her chair, and chopped at the ham with another lead knife. "It's as hard as the hams at the cheesemonger's," said Hunca Munca. THE ham broke off the plate with a jerk, and rolled under the table. "Let it alone," said Tom Thumb; "give me some fish, Hunca Munca!" HUNCA MUNCA tried every tin spoon in turn; the fish was glued to the dish. Then Tom Thumb lost his temper. He put the ham in the middle of the floor, and hit it with the tongs and with the shovel—bang, bang, smash, smash! The ham flew all into pieces, for underneath the shiny paint it was made of nothing but plaster! THEN there was no end to the rage and disappointment of Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca. They broke up the pudding, the lobsters, the pears and the oranges. As the fish would not come off the plate, they put it into the red-hot crinkly paper fire in the kitchen; but it would not burn either. TOM THUMB went up the kitchen chimney and looked out at the top—there was no soot. WHILE Tom Thumb was up the chimney, Hunca Munca had another disappointment. She found some tiny canisters upon the dresser, labelled—Rice—Coffee—Sago—but when she turned them upside down, there was nothing inside except red and blue beads. THEN those mice set to work to do all the mischief they could—especially Tom Thumb! He took Jane's clothes out of the chest of drawers in her bedroom, and he threw them out of the top floor window. But Hunca Munca had a frugal mind. After pulling half the feathers out of Lucinda's bolster, she remembered that she herself was in want of a feather bed. WITH Tom Thumb's assistance she carried the bolster downstairs, and across the hearth-rug. It was difficult to squeeze the bolster into the mouse-hole; but they managed it somehow. THEN Hunca Munca went back and fetched a chair, a book-case, a bird-cage, and several small odds and ends. The book-case and the bird-cage refused to go into the mouse-hole. HUNCA MUNCA left them behind the coal-box, and went to fetch a cradle. HUNCA MUNCA was just returning with another chair, when suddenly there was a noise of talking outside upon the landing. The mice rushed back to their hole, and the dolls came into the nursery. WHAT a sight met the eyes of Jane and Lucinda! Lucinda sat upon the upset kitchen stove and stared; and Jane leant against the kitchen dresser and smiled—but neither of them made any remark. THE book-case and the bird-cage were rescued from under the coal-box—but Hunca Munca has got the cradle, and some of Lucinda's clothes. SHE also has some useful pots and pans, and several other things. THE little girl that the doll's-house belonged to, said,—"I will get a doll dressed like a policeman!" BUT the nurse said,—"I will set a mouse-trap!" SO that is the story of the two Bad Mice,—but they were not so very very naughty after all, because Tom Thumb paid for everything he broke. He found a crooked sixpence under the hearthrug; and upon Christmas Eve, he and Hunca Munca stuffed it into one of the stockings of Lucinda and Jane. AND very early every morning—before anybody is awake—Hunca Munca comes with her dust-pan and her broom to sweep the Dollies' house! The End.

[pegastims]

hunca munca!

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