I’m Being Creative – are you?
Yes, I know it’s Wednesday but it might still be Tuesday somewhere in the world. I was reminded of this brilliant poem by Jenny Joseph on Sunday morning whilst we were drinking apperos of Pastis and wine in the garden, and nibbling … Continue reading
They (whoever ‘they’ are) say you should never work with children or animals, and I think birds should be added to the list. You know I said that a partridge was never going to come and sit in your pear … Continue reading
So, it had to happen. I opened an Etsy shop. Actually the plan is to open two. The original idea was to open a shop to sell the bags and other stuff I make – Rob got fed up with tripping … Continue reading
We’re a generous couple you know, we do things so that you don’t have to. And what’s more we tell you about it so you know what not to do. Take these things that you don’t have to do because … Continue reading
I first read this poem by Emily Dickinson when I read it at the beginning of the Frances Farmer biography Will There Really Be a Morning (Frances Farmer was an American film actress during the 1930s and 40s who was … Continue reading
Rob is getting worried, in fact he said so the other day ‘I’m getting worried’ he said. All because I’ve decided that I’d like to make some flowers. I’m not a fussy, frilly, flowery person so he is understandably a … Continue reading