Today I have mostly been dressed like a cartoon character...

Yesterday, whilst rooting through piles of vintage tat in Manchester, I came across this awesome red t-shirt/dress/nightie with a pastel pencil embroidery design. It's ace and reminds me of Penny Crayon, she used to draw stuff that came alive and could rub it out to make it go away, which I used to think would be THE best super power.

Continuing my love of bright colours and as two fingers to four days of RAIN - it's spring don't ya know?! - I have been making lovely little felt badges based on my favourite thing (TEA!) and jingly-jangly charm bracelets full of candy coloured buttons.

As my life gets increasingly more stressful (and I approach my quarter century!), I seem to have spent the last few weeks regressing to a sort of childishness where I want to roll around and get my knees dirty, play with felt and buttons, and avoid tidying my bedroom at all costs. Ok, so that latter one may be a permanent fixture, but you get the picture. Where my 8.30 to 5.30pm hours are spent trying to be terribly 'grown up' and 'responsible', I like to fill my 5.30 - 8.30am trying to have fun (and sleeping, of course). So I make things...

There is something so simple and unpretentious about just making things with my own two hands that really appeals to me. I am creative, but I'm not artistic, so I know am never going to be a great artiste. But I was taught by my parents and grandparents to sew, knit, draw, mold, paint and basically just get my hands stuck into anything that would keep me busy, quiet and out of trouble for an afternoon. Twenty odd years on and it still works for me!