There are both sides of being a med student. One of that you have to study, this is the blackwhite side. Other one your ambition to study, that side is colorful like your heart. Let's draw medicine like a rainbow!
WE HAVE SURVEYED THE EARTH DOCUMENTARY ABOUT THE RESIDENTS OF THE STREET CALLED “SESAME” AND LAUNCHED A RECONNAISSANCE MISSION TO BRING THE LONG LOST DALEK OSCAR BACK TO SKARO.
It takes Aziraphale a while to notice that Crowley won’t leave him alone. They leave St. James’s Park and dine at the Ritz, and Crowley comes back to the bookshop with him and… stays. He miracles them some wine and then watches Aziraphale putter around the shop, taking in the few minor changes Adam saw fit to create (thankfully all additions). They don’t speak much as the night wears on, but Aziraphale feels Crowley’s eyes tracking him from shelf to shelf. At one point he turns back to show Crowley a book with an ancient looking cover that is completely blank inside, only to find him coiled into his snake form, fast asleep.
“Oh, my dear,” he says softly. He miracles some added warmth into the room, and continues his inventory.
It must be hours later (the sun is suddenly shining through the front windows) when he feels a pressure along his calf, and he looks down to watch Crowley wind up his leg, around his waist, until most of his weight has come to rest across Aziraphale’s shoulders. His tongue sneaks out to taste the air and Aziraphale smiles at him. “Good morning, Crowley.” He carries his friend with him for a while when he opens the shop and they both ignore the strange looks from the few customers who venture inside.
Aziraphale carries on a one-sided conversation happily; chattering on about the weather, and the Beethoven he plays on the gramophone, and about the little patisserie that opened around the corner until he’s worked himself into quite a state of hunger.
“Crowley, dear, would you mind?” He gestures to the chair Crowley had spent the night in. “I think I might pop out for a bite to eat.”
Crowley bumps his snout against his cheek and slithers to the ground where he shifts back into his human form. “I’ll go with you,” he says.
This was the first of your patterns I did, and I was so pleased when I found this frame for it in a charity shop, because I think it looks just delightful!
Hi, Neil! First off, wanted to say thank you for all the writing you’ve done! You’ve managed to somehow be a part of one of my favorite movies from childhood (Coraline) and now one of my favorite shows (Good Omens).
I wanted to ask about Beelzebub’s hat, like what did you guys make it out of? I’ve been planning to make one for myself to wear out but have no idea where to start.
The first hat was improvised. We had big fly eyes that were meant to go over Anna Maxwell Martin’s eyes. The day before we were going to be shooting (her first scene was on the airbase) I went into the hair and makeup tent and was told that was not going to be possible. So we had the “eyes” and I suggested we just glue them to a hat and add wings and antennae. And the next day that was what Beelzebub wore. So it was literally a bowler hat with two things that looked like fly eyes glued to it and some bits of wings made of gauze and a couple of black pipe-cleaners.
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