footprints

My right knee was playing up. As I went up the stairs at Highbury and Islington I got jostled in the crowds, and feeling less confident than usual, lost my balance.

peace, love and free enterprise on the Northern line

Time was when the Northern line was held in weary dread by many London Underground users.

getting it together

I had quite an urge to make some of my huge fabric stash into something more useful.

mudlarking on my mind’s beach

Having been painting a lot of monotone patterns for the last few days, in answer to an intriguing and tricky brief, I found myself breaking out into bright colours last night.

all ing a day’s work

The art of ing – we’re all at it!

reasons to be cheerful

It’s been quite a dreary wet winter so far. The other day, driving in the drizzle, I laughed

scarlet and grey

 

 

 

The other day I was bustling around gathering myself up ready to leave the house for a meeting – notebook, pen, diary, keys, map, letters for the post, dosh, spare scarf… and then I heard myself say out loud ‘Now all you need is your brains – and your lipstick’.