I've got a cold. That's all. Just a cold. It almost sounds benign and yet for the last couple of days I've been completely at it's mercy. I'm currently all tucked up on the sofa under my sick blankie with a large box of tissues by my side. Every now and then I get up and throw the used tissues on to the fire . There they slowly smoulder and glow in a way that very damp tissues do. Stupid cold. So as I lay here feeling all woebegone and Camille like I thought about what I could share with you.
How about this?
As I was firkling around the charity shops recently I came across a small bag. No bigger than a pixie's envelope and marked up at £1. Being the curious type I ventured to investigate further. It seemed to contain a few old stamps. Being a fan of Viv Sliwka's envelope artwork over at Hen's Teeth I began to think how I could use them in some way. Realising I a) was no way as talented as Viv, and b) already had a huge backlog of 'things to do something with' I almost put them back.
But I didn't.
So here they are.
A huge range of colours and images from across the globe.
Some familiar and not so familiar faces.
Even Queenie looked glamorous
(which is more than I can say about myself at the moment!)
I wish now I'd taken more photographs in the daylight but the risk of causing a global hurricane with just one sneeze was too great.
I wonder who collected them and when. What tales did they bring?
But back to now. Old dolly is looking at me with - get this - her EYES! (yes she now has two eyes but nothing else as yet - looks odder than ever bless her!) And I'm about to smother the fire with my next lot of tissue.