Sticky-uppy

She'd cut her hair off. Like, all of it. What little was left had been dyed baby-chick yellow. It was thick and sticky-uppy like a shag rug.

Wilfred Mott: Right, he's tall and thin. Wears a brown suit. Maybe a blue suit. He's got a long brown coat. Modern sort of hair. All sticky-uppy. All right? Oh, and on page two, be on the lookout for a police box. Exactly like the old ones.

I stroke the whorl of fur between his ears, one sticky-uppy and one floppy.