Mad Menagerie

Mysti Ghost is the mastermind behind some of the most talked-about Jellycat soirées – her events need to be seen to be believed! Think luminous garlands, floating balloon formations, and the kind of entrance that makes guests gasp. Literally. Admittedly, her music taste leans paranormal (expect a lot of spooky synths), but once the lights dim, and the cobweb disco ball spins… Well, you’ll be glad you RSVP’d.

Halloween is Skeleton Bob’s time. He runs the most beloved haunted house in London – it’s the perfect blend of fun and frightening. Every cobweb is artfully placed, and every creaky floorboard is meticulously tuned. He’s not scary, exactly – more... invested. With polished bones, a booming voice, and an encyclopaedic knowledge of ghost stories, Bob believes in atmosphere over actual terror. (“Jump scares? Dreadfully uncouth.”) Visitors are gently spooked, thoroughly impressed, and often leave with a complimentary cobweb. Bob insists they’re authentic – don’t ask where he gets them!

Timmy Turtle insists he’s not enjoying himself. The hat was a gift. The scarf’s on backwards. And frankly, the music’s too loud. But for someone so staunchly anti-festive, he’s suspiciously good on the ice. Where others wobble, Timmy glides. His shell provides perfect balance; his scowl, lazer focus. He claims it’s just physics – “a low center of gravity” – but there’s more to it than that. The triple turn last Thursday? Entirely intentional. Catch him early, before the crowds arrive, and you might see it. But mention it? He’ll deny it ever happened.