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My kind of therapy

All the sitting on my hands I have done of late has thrown me in a bit of an anxious state of mind, so before the devil made work for idle hands, I thought I’d knock up some reusable face scrubbies for the women in my life—together we can save our planet! I’m using some […]

Blank page syndrome

I don’t quite know how to kick this off, so why don’t I start from the beginning-ish? Picture it: London, 20041. After a couple of false starts caused mainly by my short attention span and an innate ability for underestimation (what? A funky scarf long enough to wrap around the Earth a couple of times? […]

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