In a scene you might expect to find on the pavement outside a Chemical Brothers gig, our three knackered-kneed non-flesh-bearers are definitely having a moment.

We'd ask them to reveal what brought them to this hunkered impasse, but one of them's taken a vow of silence and none of them possess larynges anyway.

Height: 9.5cm

Height of all three in a trenchcoat pretending to be a grown-up skellington: About 28.5cm I guess