Mr and Mrs Hair were huddled in the shade of their psychedelic beach brolly, clad in garish swim suits fashionably typical of the 1960's era, avidly discussing perming lotions and potions while their daughter Ann-Judy explored the edge of the surf with her dough-baby, Camber. Suddenly she stumbled upon the pinkish glowing corpse of a jelly fish. She thought it remarkably beautiful and promptly shovelled it into her bucket and even managed to smuggle the medusoid treasure safely home for further investigation. This was a feat in itself, as germaphobic Mr and Mrs Hair meticulously examined every inch of their Mini Cooper for signs of beach sand and residuals before departing. Later in the day, with her parents away at a wiggery and fake eyelash symposium, Ann-Judy dared to pour her jelly fish on to a Susie Cooper platter upon the teal melamine kitchen table. She poked and prodded the specimen and then dissected it a little while the dough-baby sat on the table at a safe distance observing her intrigue. Ann-Judy focused on the little squishy boy thinking how precious he was, plain doughy and all, but being the psychedelic era bursting with wild colour she was inspired to experiment further. She extracted a quantity of mesoglea jelly from the jelly fish’s bell shaped medusa and ransacked the grocery cupboard for ordinary gelatinous cherry jelly powder. Then, as if sporadically bewitched, she began adding other household chemicals to the mix. She had a field day, as her parents accommodated every chemical under the sun. She raided her mother's cosmetic collagen substances, cleaning products, hair formulas, baking ingredients and shoe gleamers. Clearly she wasn't going to eat this gelatinous concoction, it was destined for something great. Quickly, before her parents returned, she saved the remainder of the deceased jelly fish in a Tupperware and stored it in the deep freeze, right at the back, to avoid discovery. Then she covered up every last track of her raid into her parents’ comprehensive chemical arsenal and made sure every kitchen counter was spotlessly clean and super shiny.
Ann-Judy retreated to the sanctuary of her bedroom with the platter of plasticized gloop. When she checked on it later, it'd gone quite mad, quite rubbery and malleable in fact. Definitely confectionery imbued with longevity. Yet again, as if hexed by a stretch of her imagination, she got the notion to mould the lump of glump into something lovely and elastic. Ann-Judy was a girl genius when it came to modelling clay, but nobody took much notice of her so nobody knew of her great talent, nor did they really care. It took her painstaking meticulous ages but eventually Jellatine, a leggy pink-glow lass, was born. And because there was some of the magic jelly mix left over, Ann-Judy sculpted an adorably cute jelly baby for the jelly lady, called Jilly Bean. When Prince Camembert found his way to Royal Doll Town, he insisted that Jellatine and Jilly Bean be brought there too, for they'd also been trapped and forgotten about in Ann-Judy’s bedroom the day she disappeared. Ann-Judy, unable to stomach her loneliness any longer, ran away from home with her precious diary aged eighteen and travelled round the world in eighty months documenting every leg of the journey. Exactly six years and six months into her travels, she and her diary mysteriously vanished on Highway 666. Her mother was mortified by her inexplicable disappearance and locked her daughter’s room with all its cute and curious contents exactly as they were in the hope that one day she might return. She still hasn't. Mrs Hair, suffered despair hair and became even more obsessed with keeping her house clean but couldn't bear the pain of going into her daughter's room to dust, so Camber, Jilly Bean and Jellatine, who was by then suffering a lingering malaise over a long lost love, spent years confined to the unkempt room. That is, until the day Camber boldly broke a hole in the bedroom window and escaped to seek his fame and fortune. Once he had accomplished his mission and been reinvented as the bonny Prince Camembert by Queen Marcheline, he'd used his cute royal wiles to summon a rescue party to have the others ferried to Royal Doll Town.