Many years ago when I was much smaller and bored and annoying, my mother taught me to cross stitch. Some years after that when I wanted to spend a preposterous amount of money on a blanket in a shop, she taught me to crochet. And just a few years after that, having watched her make me (and lots of other people) clothes, I paid attention when she explained how. Now we go on adventures to buy wool and she tells me off for spending too much money on fabric which disappears into the depths of my fabric cupboard to mature for several years. But I am an adult so can spend money on what I like….

I therefore use my ever-growing wardrobe as an excuse to buy large amounts of shoes. And jewellery. So shiny. So pretty.





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