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As front of house at the Jellycat Patisserie, Amuseables Croissant greets every guest with a bow, a beaming smile and – if you're lucky – a chocolate sample from the tray. He’s quietly smitten with Head Chef Brigitte Brioche (though Amuseables Coffee Cup says it’s obvious), and spends weekends at Gare du Nord, timing the Eurostar to the second. Trainspotting might not be the most Parisian of pastimes, but Croissant’s committed. He’s even planning a London café (and rail) tour – just as soon as he plucks up the courage to invite Brigitte…

Bartholomew Bear is doing Self-Care Sunday. And Monday. And Tuesday. Our most-loved bear knows how to relax this spring-time, with his tousled fur wrapped in a bunny-ears, fleece-soft, bathrobe. Flop down together, share some cocoa and nuzzle that chunky praline nose.

Amuseables May Macaron is an old romantic at heart. She spends her days wandering the bridges of Paris, collecting the discarded love locks that once fastened stories together. Each one, she insists, deserves a second chance – polished, catalogued, and given a little ribbon of its own. Her friends tease that she’s part historian, part matchmaker, but May prefers to think of herself as a curator of happy endings. Every lock, she believes, has a heartbeat – you just have to listen for it. When evening falls, she lines them up by candlelight, dreaming of the sweet coincidences that might have been – and perhaps still could be...

Amuseables May Macaron is an old romantic at heart. She spends her days wandering the bridges of Paris, collecting the discarded love locks that once fastened stories together. Each one, she insists, deserves a second chance – polished, catalogued, and given a little ribbon of its own. Her friends tease that she’s part historian, part matchmaker, but May prefers to think of herself as a curator of happy endings. Every lock, she believes, has a heartbeat – you just have to listen for it. When evening falls, she lines them up by candlelight, dreaming of the sweet coincidences that might have been – and perhaps still could be...

Nobody quite knows what Hoppleston Luxe Bunny does – and that’s exactly how she likes it! One day she’s at a gallery opening, the next she’s front row at a fashion show (with Bartholomew Bear in borrowed shades), and by Friday she’s somehow hosting a supper club in her penthouse suite. Her phone never stops buzzing, and her diary’s a mystery even to her assistant. Rumour has it she once tried to hold a press conference to announce that she had no announcements! Effortless, elegant, and ever-so-slightly elusive, Hoppleston is the bunny everyone wants on their guest list.