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Cath Kidston Pyjamas

Cath Kidston Pyjamas

I used to work for a lady called Sara. I was young, living in my first flat and she had just bought a beautiful barn she wanted me to decorate with hand-painted soldiers marching around her walls and multiplication tables in her children’s bathrooms. As it was one of my first major jobs I was…

The Shift

The Shift

And just like that, it feels like its over when we know deep within our bones that it is not. But there has been a shift. A shift towards the normality that right in the midst of the virus we told each other we would not welcome again. That our “new normality” suited us, suited…

Notes From Isolation

Notes From Isolation

It is possible that over the years I have become less truthful than I once was. Less willing to spill my woes on to the virtual page for fear of not fulfilling my imaginary duty as purveyor of floral, dotty dreams. As If I have now convinced myself that you want nothing more from me…

Notes From Isolation

Notes From Isolation

If truth be told, this virus has rendered me a teeny bit bonkers, for though I am doing my best to appear unruffled, it is quite possible my family are experiencing me in quite a way they have never had to deal with before. At once the Mother Hen and she of the mini-meltdown. I…

Trolley Treats!

It’s the small things isn’t it? The tiny treats. The daily delights which make life worth living? Which is why I am going to hold a teeny  weekly celebration of all the little joys I make sure to pop into my trolley (virtual or otherwise) every time I shop… You see I still vehemently believe…