Guindon Creations

09/22/2026

Dolly didn’t even walk into Dot’s and Baubles — she floated, carried on a cloud of pure delight. After hours of inspecting snacks, treats, and questionable goose‑approved delicacies, she’d finally found a place that felt like her soul had been waiting for it.
Glitter shimmered from every shelf. Ribbons curled like tiny celebrations. Sequins winked at her as if greeting an old friend. Dolly let out a satisfied sigh — this was her habitat.

Goosolini watched her with a knowing nod. Some geese find comfort in snacks. Dolly? She finds it in sparkles, frills, and the kind of accessories that make a goose feel like she’s starring in her own dramatic musical number.
She strutted deeper into the shop, already planning which bauble would be perfect for the celebration, honking happily among the shimmer and shine..

09/21/2026

For those who have been asking what we have in stock for geese, the outfits may change but we will always have geese and a few outfits in stock.

09/20/2026

If your not down in Rotary square at Covent Garden Market your not where the action is. Music just kicked off with Londons own Party Chargers

09/19/2026

Goosolini and his cousins — Goose Lee, Beetlegoose, and Goose Willis — soon realized that fries and market mischief weren’t going to cut it for real sustenance. Feeling the rumble of proper hunger, they flapped their way over to Mona’s, the holy grail of fresh, flavour‑packed salads. Goose Lee admired the precision of her chopped veggies, Beetlegoose tried to haunt the croutons, and Goose Willis declared he needed “a salad built for a goose of action.” Mona’s incredible salad selection didn’t disappoint; the cousins loaded up on greens, grains, and dressings so good they honked in harmony, finally satisfied with a meal that felt both wholesome and heroic.

09/18/2026

Goosolini felt the chill sweep through the market and fluffed his feathers dramatically, signaling it was time for a wardrobe upgrade. He herded Goose Lee, Beetlegoose, and Goose Willis off to The Dug Out, their favourite treasure trove of vintage finds. Down the racks they strutted, Goose Lee inspecting each jacket with calm, disciplined precision, Beetlegoose trying to haunt a row of denim, and Goose Willis insisting he needed something “action‑ready.” After a flurry of honks, flaps, and fashion opinions, the cousins emerged triumphantly with a set of cozy vintage jackets, warmed up and ready for whatever mischief the day had in store.

09/17/2026

Goosolini led his cousins — Goose Lee, Beetlegoose, and Goose Willis along with their new friend Puddles— down the aisle at Kosmos with the kind of nervous swagger only geese in a chicken restaurant could pull off. They kept repeating their mantra like a sacred oath: “We’re here for fries. Only fries.” Goose Lee walked with calm discipline, Beetlegoose floated dramatically like he was haunting the condiment station, and Goose Willis tried not to make eye contact with the chicken‑themed posters on the walls. By the time they reached the counter, the aisle felt like a runway of temptation and questionable ethics, but the moment those golden fries appeared, all four honked in triumphant relief, proud of surviving the poultry‑themed gauntlet.

09/15/2026

09/15/2026

Goosolini froze mid strut, one webbed foot lifted dramatically as he stepped out of Guindon Creations, He’d just finished inspecting the latest display — a gleaming contraption Mike swore was “definitely safe” — when he heard it again.
That soft honking. Gentle. Musical. Curious.
He tilted his head, feathers ruffling with intrigue, and followed the sound and into the open walkway of the market. The honk came again, sweeter this time.
Goosolini rounded the corner and stopped dead.
Under a flowery archway, bursting with blooms in impossible colours — pinks like bubblegum, yellows like sunshine, blues like enchanted teacups — stood Puddles. The tiniest, fluffiest goose in the market, her p**f feathers glowing in the floral light.
She gave a shy honk and did a tiny hop, as if presenting herself formally. Goosolini, master of dramatic entrances, responded with a slow, regal strut. Puddles tried to imitate it, wobbling like a marshmallow on stilts.
Instant friendship.
Within moments they were side by side beneath the archway, Puddles proudly showing him her favourite spot — a hidden nook of petals and perfume — and Goosolini already planning how to introduce her to the rest of the market’s chaos.

09/15/2026

Goosolini and his trio of chaotic cousins — Goose Lee, Beetlegoose, and Goose Willis — continued their midday adventure with a burst of feathery enthusiasm. They strutted through Havaris Produce, hunting for the perfect fruits and veggies like a squad of highly opinionated food critics. Goose Lee inspected apples with calm precision, Beetlegoose tried to haunt the cucumbers, and Goose Willis grumbled that he was “too dramatic for kale.” Once their produce haul was complete, they headed to Doris Produce to track down the perfect dip. After a round of enthusiastic taste‑testing, the four honked in victory, ready for a snack spread fit for goose royalty.